Gluve Usne [English translation]

Same room, same bed

The same characters on the pictures on the wall

I recognize a hundred little things

But our two faces

Have lost the glow

Same morning, same evening

The same words that are not there are flying around

The silence is getting louder

And no one to say

That it is the end

I look at the woman in the mirror

It's sad to watch

She says, don't give up

And I don't know what is there to give up

Chorus:

It's not nice if there is no one to curse you

It is not love if it was not born to die

It’s not sadness when you have someone to take half of it

Happiness is not silent touches and deaf lips

Same morning, same evening

The same words that are not there are flying around

The silence is getting louder

And no one to say

That it is the end

I look at the woman in the mirror

It's sad to watch

She says, don't give up

And I don't know what is there to give up

Chorus:

It's not nice if there is no one to curse you

It is not love if it was not born to die

It’s not sadness when you have someone to take half of it

Happiness is not silent touches and deaf lips

Chorus:

It's not nice if there is no one to swear

It is not love if she was not born to die

It’s not sad when she has someone of sex to take her

Silent touches and deaf lips are not happiness