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If you visited Krakow, Poland during August 2010, you would have seen 8,000 scouts and girl guides assembled for the 100th anniversary of Polish scouting. The Polish musical scouts Wartaki performed live on the outdoor stage near the old town square.
All the performers in Wartaki are young people aged 16 to 18 years old. The group is from Kolo in central Poland. They sing, play instruments and have a lot of fun. It is astonishing–so much talent from one small city!
Here is Wartaki are performing their song Piosenka. The song is from their CD Plyniesz rzeko. The fotos are from their live performance in Krakow 2010. If you get a chance to see a Wartaki performance, don’t miss it.
View more photos from Wartaki’s August 2010 show in Krakow, Poland in the flash photo gallery.
Wartaki: PIOSENKA Lyrics
Slowa: J. Milicz, muzyka: H. Perzynski
Jeszcze jeden zakret, jeszcze dwa przystanki,
Jeszcze zapach spalin, jeszcze miejski ruch.
Lecz już wiem na pewno, że za kilka minut
Zapakuję plecak i wyruszę znów
Refrain:
Opasłe obłoki jak wiejskie pierzyny,
Witraże zieleni nad glową,
Smak drogi piasz czstej chłód leśnej polany
Już czuję przed sobą.
W jaśminach ukryty zadumany święty
Pozdrawia łagodnym uśmiechem.
A wieczór z błekitnym zapachem maciejki
Zamyka dnia sezam leśnych dzwonków echem.
Deszcz uparcie bębni, wiatr fałszywie świszcze,
Ale śpiwór grzeje, jak domowy koc.
Po ulicy tańcza nocy chińskie cienie
Ja zamykam oczy, by odnależć sen.
Refrain: Opasłe obłoki jak wiejskie pierzyny…
Gdy nadejdzie jesień, brzydka szara plucha,
Gdy opadnie nuda jak zasłona z mgly.
Sąsiad już na cegły postawił malucha,
Ja wspominam lato, odnajduje sny.
Refrain: Opasłe obłoki jak wiejskie pierzyny…
Chords
Key of Am
Intro and Breaks:
Am D Am D
Am D Am
Verse:
D Am D Am
F G Am
D Am D Am
F G Am
Refrain:
G C G Am
E F F E
Am F E Am E
Dm E
Rough English translation follows
Wartaki: SONG
Words: J. milion, music: H. endorhizosphere
Just one more turn, two more stops,
Still the smell of exhaust, not yet urban traffic.
But I know for sure that in a few minutes
Pack the backpack and start again
Refrain:
Bloated clouds as rural quilts,
Green stained glass windows above his head,
Taste the road piasz Frequent cold forest clearings
Now I feel in front of you.
The jasmine hidden holy pensive
Greets gentle smile.
A night with the smell of blue maciejki
Closes on sesame forest echoes ringing.
Rain stubbornly drumming, wind whistling false,
But the warm sleeping bag as a blanket home.
When Chinese street dance the night shadows
I close my eyes to find his dream.
Refrain: bloated clouds like featherbeds Rural …
When you fall, gray ugly slob,
When the curtain falls as the boredom of the mist.
My neighbor already put bricks toddler,
I remember the summer, finds dreams.
Refrain: bloated clouds like featherbeds Rural …
