Stanisława Celińska - Smuteczku mój

My dear sorrow, a quiet housemate
You have been my friend for long
Swarms of troubles and worries aplenty
I entrust in you and then feel better.
My dear sorrow, my empathetic confidant
How long has this friendship lasted
And witnesses in bad times
A salty tear at the corner of the lips

And so it will be with me, always and everywhere
That the melody of life weaves itself in a minor key
It has always been that
When my luck - even a small bit -
Wanted to tow me even for a moment
You, of course, personally cut the tow line
Oh, my dear sorrow, my dear sorrow, dear sorrow of mine

My dear sorrow, with hope and joy
You confused yoursefl, distorted all
You let me not rejoice in love
You continue to change my fate and my life
My dear sorrow, so what do I like you for
Even though you cause a tear to glisten in my eye
Maybe because you know life and me
You alone know, know me to the core

And what is so unusual is that chances are slim
That I'll not disappear altogether in this life in minor key
That once I will interrupt my silence
I shout, out "Happiness, alight to the ground
Try my to take my existence in tow"
And solemnly, you will take the tow line in person
And hand it to me for a long time, my dear sorrow


Well, it's clear, so it shall be,..
My dear sorrow