Andrzej I Eliza - Tajemnica zwyczajnych dni

Ordinary days, ordinary days
Like a ball of thread
This is how our life continues to unfold
Ordinary days, ordinary days
Like a ball of thread
This is how our life continues to unfold
It leads us wherever it wants

So many similar days already
Like a hundred prints from film
It passed us, it flew into the distance
Where are you running away in your mind?

Wait!...

Ordinary days, ordinary days
Like a ball of thread
This is how our life continues to unfold
Ordinary days, ordinary days
Like a ball of thread
This is how our life continues to unfold

The time has stopped at bedtime, time of day
Like the silence of evil, what lies somewhere in us
The secret of our colorless days