Królewna z czekolady [English translation]

It's all because of the blots on the sun, wilted flowers

Wind, playing in the window, sings of what could have been

Come to Earth! Orbiting, the neverending chase, let it end

Fill the emptiness within us.

Through the alley of the lost

Through the trail of missplaced truths

Through the street of the unconscious

Blindly you chase after her

So give her a perfect flower, one she cannot break

Give her, or not, maybe yes, when she excepts your call

Somewhere there is love without end, flowing like streams of fire

So little, so little time you have

So strong in anger, in extrinsic fear, hard as a boulder

Be strong in yourself, strong in your heart, which you'll give to her

Through the alley of the lost

Through the trail of missplaced truths

Through the street of the unconscious

Blindly you chase after her

Sweet taste quenches the bitterness of betrayal

Your Queen made of chocolate

Melts, she is becoming pale

Your most beautiful leaves

Your most beautiful leaves

Your most beautiful leaves...