Budka Suflera - Czas wielkiej wody

The sky dons black before the great storm
I haven't seen you for such a long time

You smoke a fragrant leaf, your eyes are shining
You're different than in the photo at the bistro
So let's start again
The famous conversation from a hundred years ago
Whose end I will already know at the start

Let this masquerade go on
Let the guitarist play for us
His song of helplessness
Overcoming cold fear
Somewhere deep inside oneself
Who among us will leap

The world drowns in the night, the time of the great water
Midnight, you and me, and the bone of contention

I pity you so much, you understand nothing
You will vanish like a shot in a street crowd
So let's listen once again
To that tape from a hundred years ago
How mercilessly he mocked us, the one who knew

Let this masquerade go on
Let the guitarist play for us
His song of helplessness
Overcoming cold fear
Somewhere deep inside oneself
Who among us will leap

Let this masquerade go on
Let the peacock dress in feathers
Before the hunt
The one-day king of junk
Let him quench pain with trinkets
Going into oblivion

Let this masquerade go on
Let the guitarist play for us
His song of helplessness
Revealing what fear is
Somewhere deep inside oneself
You are afraid of the night