Maryla Rodowicz - Tango na głos, orkiestrę i jeszcze jeden głos

It was dark so I couldn't see much
And I don't remember much either
It was dark, I know that I stood with my head bowed
Just as one stands in a church
So I stood there, I couldn't see, it was dark, but I could
Still hear... that voice, that voice, that voice, that voice...

Come closer, so I came
Like a repentant citizen to a representative of power
Come closer, I already knew
That a quick escape wouldn't help anything here
So I came, listened, it was dark, but I could
Still hear... that voice, that voice, that voice, that voice...

It wasn't an enemy because the voice is quiet and subtle
But Polish and immaculate
It wasn't an enemy, he would have asked me straight away
Is my worldview accurate?
So it wasn't an enemy for sure, because above my head, right above me
I heard... this voice, this voice, this voice, this voice:

You're lucky
That at this moment
You came to live
In the country on the Vistula River
You're lucky
Your happy country
Beautiful, real
Helpful people
Innocent at hearts
Your happy country

It was dark so I couldn't tell
Who got the eras or centuries confused
It was dark, maybe it was some Mickiewicz
Because he ignited romantic faith so beautifully
A little confused, because in this beloved country
He hasn't been seen for a long time

Maybe Norwid was on to something
That a tear falls from somewhere on the planet and leaks through graves
But how could, how could he know
That someone might still be waiting for his words?
Now neither Norwids nor philosophical discoveries are in fashion
So whose... this voice, this voice, this voice, this voice...

It was dark, I don't know,
How I got directly home and to myself
It was dark and I felt like in heaven
And why, I don't know, I don't know.
I stood with my head bowed, believe me, I wasn't crazy
But like a child I kept repeating it out loud, out loud, out loud:

I'm lucky
That at this moment
I came to live in a country on the Vistula River
I'm lucky
My happy country
Beautiful, real
Helpful people, innocent at hearts
My happy country /x3