Anna Jantar - Będzie dość

Every day I tell myself: "It will be enough,"
but immediately I want to hear him again
(so I wind up the gramophone).
And again His Master's Voice sings to me
about how immensely he loves me.

Even though he doesn't exist at all,
I am all in dreams,
that his love will last forever (last forever).
That almost like Gatsby
he would be happy to shower me
with rain of roses and lay pearls at my feet
(and it's all untrue).

Every day I tell myself: "It will be enough,"
there's no conclusion, I want to hear him again
(so I wind up the gramophone).
Rationality doesn't want to come to voice
and I remain in a nostalgic mood.

I pull out of the drawer
scarves and rags.
I hang a string of fake pearls around my neck (a string of pearls).
Because I know that my Gatsby
would like to see me in them,
that he might miss me too
(and it's all untrue).

Every day I tell myself: "It will be enough,"
but still, I want to long for a moment more
(so I wind up the gramophone).
Until suddenly the record gets stuck
and I hear my own,
and I hear my own master's voice...

(Well, I've just arrived)
(I was a little late, but...)
And I hear my own master's voice
(You know, they held me at the office)
(Darling, haven't you seen my newspaper anywhere?)
(I put it right here)
And I hear my own master’s voice
(You always have to move everything)
And my own master
(And where are my slippers anyway?)
And my own master
(Well...)
And my own master
(Oh...)
And my own master
(What, dinner isn't ready yet?)
(What do you do all day actually?)
And my own master
(Listening to records or what?)
And my own master
(Aha, you were at a friend's of course, that's...)
And my own master
(Was she visiting you?)
And my own master
(What do you do all day finally?)
And my own master
(I can't take it anymore)
(Understand, I work hard, I've had enough)
And my own master
(Really, I've had enough of all this)
And my own master
(I'm tired)
And my own master
And my own master
And my own master
And my own master
And my own master...