Danuta Błażejczyk - Co widziało lustro

Sits down to inch smoke
I empty paradise becomes wild
God forbid that I lived there again with him
It's not for me, this grove
To inch flower blooms
Pale traces of our roads
Sometimes even in my dreams again heart trembles like a bird
But his beak shut

No longing and no complaints
Slowly descends from the top down
Slowly count on luck, and the balance goes into a joke
Zero barely half

I learned the word "was"
Yellowing memory like an old sketch
I see now looking back
So it's little dust, almost nothing

But what saw the mirror
Do not override never any darkness or dust
Long then were unable to sleep
Dumb and were shocked, well
But what saw the mirror
Do not tell I looked to the side for a year
Preaching prudish silent lips
Zmatowiało and lost sight

Sits down to inch smoke
I empty paradise becomes wild
God forbid that I lived there again with him
It's not for me, this grove
To inch flower blooms
Pale traces of our roads
Sometimes even in my dreams again heart trembles like a bird
But his beak shut

But it grow wings gull
I closed the door pounding
Memory terrible as the wrath of the lion wanted to wake up
But the mind is asleep
And alone among their sentences
When you pity me creeping in the threshold
And something grabs the throat that can return bastard
God grant

But what saw the mirror ...