Dżem - Jesiony

The same walls since the morning
The same scratched tables
The same faces, the same words
Very well known already for years

The same place already for years
The same people beside you
Your little semi-private world
Whether it's only yours, you don't know
Don't know, no, whether it's only yours
You don't know, no

Hopefully you gaze into the bottom of the mug
Some froth is still left
You want to spot Aphrodite there
But your sight is already drunk
And you come out of the foam again - drunk
With your head downcast to your shoulders
You're looking for the exit somewhere, but
All around the walls are closed in a circle
Closed in a circle
Hopefully you gaze into the bottom of the mug...

And you come out of the foam again – drunk...