Olka - Było morze

There was a sea in the sea a peg
And there was a vertex on the peg.
There was a hare sitting on the top
And he sang with his legs as he sang:
My legs smell wonderful
In the morning, in the evening, and at noon
And they smell the most during summer
They smell like spring, they smell like summer sialala
When you smell one leg
Then you will fall to the floor.
When you smell both your legs
You're not gonna get up off this floor for a hundred years
Bald father and bald mother
the bald neighbour and the neighbour
And I was also bald
And I prayed to the bald man to shalal
The bald priest has blessed us
The bald organist was playing.
And after a year, something arrived
And the bald one was also sialala