Sylwia Kurasiewicz - Dziewczyny, chłopaki i...

In my school, the same ladies.
The artistic makeups.
Fashionable clothes, fashionable shoes.
Diares full of dreams.
When spring - the wind in the hair.
Benches in the park and hooky.
Katherine with Wojtek, Jolka with Paul,
Different pairs mismatched.

With us is hardest.
Themselves know it
In heads green,
Poems in the pocket.

In my house, the same sorrows.
In my town the sad faces.
In television the news.
Full of sad, bitter happenings.
The school is hard and gloomily.
We handle themselves.
Looking for luck in the clouds.
Somewhere we fluttering under the sun.

With us is hardest.
We know it.
Green in the heads,
Poems in the pocket.

Youth time, the time of flight.
Nobody will not bring us on the ground.
Dancing and singing time.
No sorrows, no memories.
Youth time, the time of flight.
Nobody will not bring us on the ground.
Dancing and singing time

With us is easiest.
With us is blue.
Birds will fly.
Grass will bloom.