Percival Schuttenbach - Pani Pana

From Poland came a spell
Has wife killed her husband
Has wife killed her husband
In geard she put him after
Rue sowed there then
Rue sowed there then
Grow rue high, high, high
Under casement hey, under casement deep

Has rue reached the casement
Wife mourned for her husband
Wife mourned for her husband
Look damsel into dark forest
isn't somebody coming to us
isn't somebody coming to us
Squires are comming here, squires, squires
Defunct's hey, defunct's brothers

Come sit with us on the chaise
Let's go into the far lands
Drove then past the woods
And there they misused her*

Came then to the gates
Asked for the brother
Asked for the brother
From war we're comming
'Bout brother know we nothin'
'Bout brother know we nothin'
Wife said "Neither know I where he is,
was supposed to go on war, on war hey he was supposed to go"

So much blood here, ain't it
On the knife sheath
On the knife sheath
Why so much blood here in the vestibule
On the hunky in the pocket
On the hunky in the pocket
Damsel has the chicken slaughtered, slaughtered, slaughtered
The blood hey, sprayed her

Sit with us on the chaise
Let's go into the far lands
Let's go into the far lands
Drove then past the woods
And there they misused her
And there they misused her
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*drzeć z kogoś pasy - a Polish idiom that literally means to skin somebody