Sleeping knights Posted by Kasia on May 12, 2011 in Uncategorized
Poland has always been a land of strong and courageous knights. Many old tales claim that the bravest of the knights never died, but have been asleep for centuries in a cavern beneath Mount Pisana.
Once, in a mountain village, a stranger entered the blacksmith’s shop. He told the blacksmith (kowal) that he could earn a big reward (nagroda) for doing a special job, but he must promise not to tell anyone. The blacksmith agreed.
The stranger (nieznajomy) took a gold bar (złota sztabka) from under his coat and asked the blacksmith to make a horseshoe (podkowa) from it. When this was done, the stranger led him to the Kościeliska Valley.
After hours of walking, they came to a cave (jaskinia) hidden by rocks (skały ) and trees (drzewa). There was a bright golden light inside the cave. On the floor was an army of knights (armia rycerzy) in full armor (zbroja), resting their helmeted heads on saddles (siodła) as if they were pillows (poduszki). In their hands were battle axes (topory) and spears (włócznie). Along the walls of the cave stood beautiful sleeping horses covered with blankets made of delicate fabric and horseshoes made of gold.
The stranger told the amazed blacksmith to replace the broken shoe of a great stallion (ogier) with the golden horseshoe he had made. The horse did not get up even when the blacksmith nailed the horseshoe to the stallion’s hoof (kopyto).
Of course, the curious blacksmith asked many questions, but this was all the stranger would tell him: the knights had been in a deep sleep for hundreds of years and they would not wake until the time came for a great battle.
On that day, thunder would shake the earth and the sky, giant pine trees would break like little sticks, and boulders would crash down the mountainsides. The knights would then gallop out of the cave to fight for Poland once more.
When the job was done, the stranger led the blacksmith back to his village and made him swear never to tell a living soul about what he had seen. Then, the stranger paid the blacksmith with a bag of gold and vanished.
The foolish blacksmith could not keep from telling anyone about what he saw. First, he told his wife and then his neighbors. Soon everyone knew his secret. However, the moment the blacksmith broke his word, his bag of gold turned to sand and although he searched for the cave many times, he was never able to find it.
Do następnego razu… (Till next time…)
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About the Author: Kasia
My name is Kasia Scontsas. I grew near Lublin, Poland and moved to Warsaw to study International Business. I have passion for languages: any languages! Currently I live in New Hampshire. I enjoy skiing, kayaking, biking and paddle boarding. My husband speaks a little Polish, but our daughters are fluent in it! I wanted to make sure that they can communicate with their Polish relatives in our native language. Teaching them Polish since they were born was the best thing I could have given them! I have been writing about learning Polish language and culture for Transparent Language’s Polish Blog since 2010.
Comments:
Kuba:
Great story never heard it before. Dzieki pozdrawiam serdecznie.