Question

Hej, potrzebuje pilnie jakomś polską legendę przetłumaczoną na j. angielski. Zgóry dzięki

Answer 1

In the old days in Papowo Episcopal Church has a wonderful, much more beautiful than the present. People went there to worship en masse and with great fervor, the priest heard the words. One day, however, the church came a woman who sinned virtue of patience. I did not like her too long sermon and began to spin impatiently. In vain it tried to silence religious people. This had quite the opposite effect. A woman is greatly upset and forgot completely that it is a sacred place yet. She picked up sharply at the sides and the whole church suddenly exclaimed:
-O, for the times: set! If so you just sit here, hanging out and the end of the world! I am going away, even if the devil! Woman failed to leave the church when there came a terrible thunder, and hum from the ground up drew. Years passed and people began to slowly forget about this great tragedy. The new church was built in Papowo Bishop and the people there take it round to their prayers. Only the old, sometimes talked about how God punished for blasphemy in the temple. The new church also lacked the bells.  Struchleli people on these amazing wonders. The prayer on his lips froze priest. Everyone began to look around, many fell on their knees praying for mercy, raising impassioned; others from their seats jumped up to the exit pobiegnąć. Also a woman, what blasphemy defiled the holy place nothing pale terrified, unable to speak. None of the meeting failed to make the step than when another thunder and soon afterwards a huge jolt rocked the church. Were heard only cries of despair and prayer loud, just the roar of a mighty muffled forever ... In an instant, because the whole church with the faithful who stay there, sunk into the ground, and this place was a lake. One day she walked the lake shore a young, beautiful girl named Susan. It was a very pious girl, and knew the history of the sunken church because her grandparents told her repeatedly. Therefore, always passing the shores of Lake zmawiało words of the prayer for the souls of the unfortunate. It was a beautiful day again, the sun was shining, and the azure sky white clouds floated. Delighted Susan bent over a sheet of sparkling lakes, and suddenly, right next to her face, something more mature.
Scared screamed and sprang from the shore. Became so close to unsurpassed, in fear of not being able to do than step. Yet something in the water and the depths of zakotłowało emerged three beautiful bells. They sounded as wonderful as they heard the voice of a girl just at her heart.
-Take us with you, Miss Zuzanno ... Take us to the church ... We ask you, Miss Zuzanno ... Saddened by these words the girl and looking for bells, arms stretched out his hands helplessly. 
-Can not help you ...
It seemed to her, however, saddened that the bells are still blowing her name. With great difficulty I managed to get out of the lake so a bell-the smallest and lightest. He clung to her long tail and this is how it has brought to the village. People greatly rejoiced at the sight of an unusual and a solemn procession amidst a bell hung in the belfry of the church. The other two bells are still in the waters of the lake, and in the days of Easter, the Resurrection begins to cry piteously from the abyss:
-Miss Zuzanno! Miss Zuzanno!
The desperate sound that emanates from the depths of the lake will continue as long as you will not find another girl worthy of the bells to see and save.