Dwa plus jeden - Gdzieś w sercu na dnie

Somewhere within the rustle of grass
A path leads to the pond.
Pelagoniums in the windows,
On the balcony nearby
Dries a shirt washed
By a mother's hands.

The glow of candles still remains
And a tiled stove,
A porch dressed in wild grapevines,
Scales on the piano.
You wait till with the river of memories
They slowly float back to you.

Your first home,
The home, where your childhood days
An old grandfather clock would serenade bim bam bom!
Measuring a joyful time
Spring to Spring.

Naa, naa, na na na naa,
Da da da da, d' da n' da daa...
Hua da da da da, da da ...Hej!

In a brunette such as I
The world has its rights.
That oh so distant time
Long ago had shut its eyes.
Not a chance to wade
In the same river twice.

Yet it happens, that (it happens, that)
Somewhere deep in your heart (deep in your heart)
Something childlike is humming (a gray day it will unsorrow)
That little golden note
Though you know that it never will come back.

Your first home,
The home, where your childhood days
An old granfather clock would serenade bim bam bom!
Over you it keeps its watch
A jealous grownup world.

(Bim bam bom! Bim bam bom!)

Somewhere deep in your heart, somewhere...
Somewhere deep in your heart...

Bim!