Kýho Besa Mi to Tá Stará Ohyzdná Striga Do Pohára Nalála -

Na ceste bukovým lesem do húščin sem zablúdzil

Počujúc kýsi hlas, čo volal ma dál

Tváre však žádnej sem nevidzel

I pokračoval sem porastem hlbší

Tam zaraz starú strigu zočím

Jak do chalupy svojej ma pozýva

Vraj královsky ma pohoscí

Len čo na chvílu ku nej sednem

Nuž oproboval sem koláčov makových

Aj zlatavého syra do sýta

Že už len vína mi do krčahu naleje

Abych hoscinu spláchol

Vtom jako bych skamenel

Pohnút sa mi ni vlevo, ni vpravo nedalo

Až zrána v jame sem sa prebudzil

Tam striga už ve velkém kotli vodu varila

Aby si vlastnej hosciny ze mna spravila

Však upláchnut podarilo sa mi

A vácej tým lesem nechodzím

Len občas z večera premítám

Kýho besa mi to tá stará ohyzdná striga do pohára nalála

He got lost on the way through the beech forest to the bushes

Hearing a voice called me on

But I didn't see any faces here

I continued here to grow deeper

I will still see the old striga there

How he invites me to his cottage

He says he will treat me like a king

I'll sit down next to her as soon as I can

Well, he worked poppy cakes here

Even golden cheese to the full

That only wines will be poured into my tavern

To flush the house

At that, I seemed to be petrified

I couldn't move her to the left, she couldn't move her to the right

He didn't wake up here in the pit this morning

There the striga was already boiling water in a large cauldron

To make your own hostess out of me

However, I managed to escape

And I don't go through that forest

I only screen from time to time in the evening

Who the old ugly striga poured into my cup