Kraków [English translation]

Cracow has never had such a power

like today

Maybe it's this rain, maybe it's this fog

Maybe it's my mood

But in every face I still

See You.

The Market Square drowns in the the smiles of tourists

Someone yelled out loud, a flash flashed

On Gołębia Street your coat caught my eye

In a shop window

In the bus

In a crowd somewhere

I can see you, I'm sure

I won't take more pictures

I'm sure, I won't be begging but

I'm sure, that's no sin

I'm sure

Cracow plays Cracovian Hymn, thus greets me

Looks upon me as if it knew

That I am coming back for a few moments

To close my eyes and believe that

I am seeing you again, I'm sure

I won't take more pictures

I'm sure, I won't be begging but

I'm sure, that's no sin

I'm sure