Oj od Krakowa jade,

z dalekiej obcej strony.

Bo mi nie cheilei dac, hosa dyna,

Mary's ulubiony.

Ej szerokim goscicem, 

ej jedzie woz za wozem.

Jak mi je nie dadza, hosa dyna,

to prezbije sie nozem.

Ej nozem sie przebijej i utopie we Wisle.

Zebys ty wiedziala, hosa dyna,

ej co o tobie mysle.





Oy from Krakow I'm coming

>From far away strange side

Because they did not want 

to give me beloved Mary.





Ey through wide highroad

Ey a riding carriage after marriage

If they won't give me her, hosa dyna

I will stab myself with knife





Ey I will stab myself

And will drown in the Wisla

So you know, hosa dyna

Ey what I'm thinking about you.