Strzyga - Wiła

While walking lonely through the dark woods
Amidst the oldest, loneliest trees
I finally stood by the great lake
From the depths of which I heard a call
Then a girl came out from the water
Her heir was black and as beautiful as the night
She wore only a wreath
And from her eyes struck a magical force

Her clever eye seduces me
I can feel myself slowly losing my senses
Against my own will I go there
I go, even if just for the sake of destruction
Her cold hands touch my body
Sensual whispers burn my brain
"My dear, I can never get enough of dance;
The splash of water is music for me"

In the water we dance with Wiła
Getting crazy in the dance of death
All I want is this dark play
To last until the bright morning
In the water we dance with Wiła
We spin in the dance of death
Wiła's empty, dead eyes
Entice not one boy

In the water we dance with Wiła
Excited in the dance of death
But if we only touch the bottom
We won't leave the water soon
In the water we dance with Wiła
Freed from our own embrace
Wiła swims to the bottom by herself
The kolovrat gives the light of life