Poland and folk music

About 2 weeks ago, I went to visit Poland. To be honest, I had never been interested in Poland. It was just there, yet another Slavic country, but Catholic and using the Roman alphabet. True, it had a grand history of trade and free cities and the ancestors of all my Jewish friends (only
a slight exaggeration), but I wasn't biting.
Well. I judged too early. Poland is awesome. It's beautiful, the weather is nice (in summer, Strana can be unbearably hot, even if it is north of the Arctic circle), and it's a delightful place. The streetcars in Krakow are more modern than the ones in Prague (about the same as the ones in Vienna), and almost every person I spoke to had excellent English. This includes the ladies who charge you for use of the toilet. It was incredible. I'm not sure whether I want Strana to develop in the same way, or stay itself. Here is why.

What I liked about Poland/Krakow:
Ubiquitous English
Low prices
Service with a smile
Cleanliness of the streets and preservation of the hisorical area
Foreign food!

What I like about Strana:
Lower prices
The absence of loud, drunk, arrogant English-speaking tourists (admittedly, there are loud arrogant businessmen, but few can pay the price of business in my highly corrupt country of service)

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This Friday, I heard a group of musicians sing local folk songs, which made me a little sad- Russian is enough to get by here, but the best loved folk songs are naturally Stranian, and I do not know them. Here is one, sung by a group I usually do not care for (I think their name, Via Gra, is tacky), but here I think they are adorable. The lyrics are a young man's complaint to his girl about her inconstancy. The verses are like this:
You said on Monday,
We would go pick periwinkle
I came, you didn't
You tricked me, let me down

On Tuesday, we would kiss forty times...
On Wednesday, we would gather the flock...
On Thursday, we would go to a concert...
On Friday, we would pick strawberries...
On Saturday, we would go to work...
On Sunday, we would go to a wedding...

The chorus is:

You tricked me
You let me down
You are driving me, a young man,
Out of my mind.