Magda Bereda - W Niepewności

You know how it is
What you are afraid of
What you would want to get the most
What you want to worry about at least
You know the sound of silence
You know the braveness of fear

And you run there
In the mirror, tired face
Inconspicuously,
You are left alone
You will hear my voice
Even in a late night
Don't push me away
In uncertainty

Enchanted, falsified connection
In the same world, the same part
Although you have everything - you still would like to have
We assume less in front of ourselves

And you run there
In the mirror, tired face
Inconspicuously,
You are left alone
You would hear my voice
Even in a late night
Don't push me away
In uncertainty