To Suwałki go / Rozar

What are you boys doing in the woods?
You had to run distant long ago.
Why bother and threaten?
What do you request a bitter heart for?
There's a flood coming up.
It's time to flee from the Niemnie
Hen distant from the German
Leave homes and fields
On the duck's feet
And you walk in this valley of misery
It's like your roots have grown out of your feet.
You can't run away.
You're already sold
Fatherland and homes
Sometimes only individual stealthly mentions
The hebrew who walked everywhere with you.
It's over.
You gotta go to Suwałki