Mała aleja róż [English translation]

I am, am fed up with this

For what, what I need this all for

Hotels, posing, rivals, and after that fear

That all this will go down, go down

And I will be alone again

I don't know whom I should heed, so many advisers are around me

Some say they love me, but after all

After all they really love the dough

One day I will chuck in all this

I will leave one morning as if going to the baker's

Then I will certainly feel better

I will leave behind this filthy world

I will fill up my empty head with oil

And will go back there, to the alley full of roses

Sometimes I'm weeping, because I feel like weeping

Then I feel that the evil is leaving me

Sometimes I'm weeping, because I feel like weeping

Then I feel that the evil is leaving me

I am, am fed up with this

After all I have to go back where all had been

They always loved, sometimes they sinned

They simply lived like this day after day

But whether they still are there

Whether there is still the alley full of roses

But whether they still are there

Whether there is still the alley full of roses