Zdzisława Sośnicka - Nikt nie błądzi sam

It's only a joke, a stupid joke, not a fate
It breaks, not, not life, but voice
For full voice, for full tone the time would come
And this loneliness in us is joke, like the rock

Under the plain tree
Adam was going to meet with Eve
And he was alone, so alone,
but he walked high, was walking to her there...

No! No one stray alone! No one has to count wounds!
From where's this pain, from where this bitterness?
Enough, enough, after all no! No one stray alone! No one has to look for you in other's heaven in dense mist, in the shadow of the day so, just like me...

It's only a joke, a stupid joke, not a fate
It's only a moment, only a while
the doorbell rings, I have hope in it,
that it's you, so I open the door and I hide the tears like you.

There under the plain tree (...)

No! No one stray alone! (...)

No one stray alone... no one has to count wounds
From where's this pain, from where this bitterness?
Enough, enough, after all no! No one stray alone! No one has to look for you in other's heaven in dense mist, in the shadow of the day so, just like me
After all no one, no one stray, no one stray alone!
(No one stray alone...) No one stray alone, after all
No one stray alone!