эпизод,когда спускаются на лифте

Synecku, synecku, malovane kviti
Ze ty nemozes z me mysle sejiti
Nemozes, nemozes, ani ty nesejdes,
Dokad si synecku nekeru nevezmes
Nevezmes nekeru a ja nekereho,
Teprv zapomenem jeden na druheho

Pred nasim okenkem rozmarin zeleny
Kto ho trhat bude? Moje poteseni.
Pred nasim okenkem cerveny tulipan,
Kdo ho trhat bude? Synecek...

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My son, my son, lovely painted flower
I can't get you out of my mind
I can't, I can't, and I won't
Until you marry some other girl
You marry some other girl, and I some other boy
Only then we'll forget about each other

In front of our window, green rosemary grows
Who will pluck it? My love and joy
In front of our little window, red tulip grows
Who will pluck them? My son...