Moods
Pajtusie – a soft name, Pajtunen – a grand name; But all is Polish – no doubt about that !
200 km for me to come to hear horses nicker and whinny and a cockerel cock a doodle-do sound;
where other creatures dig, snort and hop too…
You will meet Pajtun – the wise dog, That hunts deer all nights, And kittens two playing around
And in the end You will meet us, As we enjoy our rest-time and look out for the guests’ time
Mum and dad have a glass of wine, The kids explore the website all the time
One day, I believe, they will turn to something else, I hope…So
Get up the Hill, admire the GREEN – The beauty will strike You by all means
And forget black sides of the world…
Take a boat, feel the BLUE under Your skin – Little fish will make You SILVER slave
So eager to fetch a rod and listen to the silence in Your inner soul
The other MUSIC maybe found here too – Lonstar – that is our choice for parties to go
On rough wooden floor , under big blue sky – Strauss may be Your friend here too -
As there must be space for all kinds of souls … And Happiness will rule our world…
Pajtusie – a soft name, Pajtunen – a grand name; Why not become part of the dream ?!
With a glass of wine
Camomile field