Nástenka (en)

Behind the mountains, valleys,
behind the raspberry bushes,
in the small room is a beautiful woman in the shed,
she got the beauty in her heart into the wreath.

She is trapped in the tower,
surrounded by animals,
the small ducks help her,
when she talks to the sweetheart.

He learns at home all day,
tortures the nut with wisdom,
sometimes clings to eyes,
falls asleep over books.

Her children makes her happy,
she likes their playfulness,with love,
with tender and care,
she always guards them with pleasure.

She is not lucky, she still says,
people lack morals,
unscrupulous grandchildren,
they threaten her with sticks.

Waves live in her hair,
my hands are like boats in them,
it is a treasure - a very rare,
my beautiful little messy.

The little one is? It does not matter,
it's live gold,
my message is flying around the world,
let everyone be careful.

There is not many such nice ones,
don't hurt her even a hair on head,
to protect her from all evil,
will be my mission.

Truly, truly, I tell you,
I certainly do not know a nicer woman,
I can hear the bell ringing in the distance,
but this is not the end yet.

Smile, joy, pleasure,
caress to your heart,
great peace to your soul again,
I will send caramels by post.