When we were children
We went often
Up on the wagon with the hay
And Babicka was always with us.
Wonderful stories
She could tell us
And it was always new for us
All the children loved Babicka.
Singing
Cooking
Dancing
Laughing
Making happy
That was Babicka .
Steal horses
Eat apples and tell stories
That was Babicka.
She comforted us in the night
And put us to bed well
We loved her and enjoyed playing
With our Babicka.
Holes in her stockings
What could she complain about
But we knew
That she didn't mean it like that
Because we knew our Babicka.
When we visited her
It smelled like cake
We secretly tried strawberry wine
And then it made us so sick.
Singing
Cooking
Dancing
Laughing
Making happy
That was Babicka.
Stealing horses
Cleaning apples and telling stories
That was Babicka .
She comforted us at night
And put us to bed safely
We loved her and enjoyed playing
With our Babicka.
I can still see it like it does today
Hear the bells ringing
In the little church right next to the house.
We all cried for Babicka
She lived for a life
Never backed down
Only one was stronger than them
And he got our Babicka.
Singing
Cooking
Dancing
Laughing
Making happy
That was Babicka.
Stealing horses
Eating apples and telling stories
That was Babicka.
She comforted us in the night
And put us safely to bed
We loved them and enjoyed playing
With us

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