On przychodzi nocą [English translation]

I'm reading book as old as the world.

Letters are shining like a gold

I'm decorating the body and the face with them

He comes at night

Called with their power.

He comes at night

Screams of angels and voices of stars

All round with echo are spreading.

This toy isn't for a fun...

Fear all of a sudden is collaring me

This way naked and barefooted

The hot touch is diffusing the fear

He comes at night

He comes at night

I'm standing like a statue

Dark power is taking me out.

And I'm rising a hand, the Heaven is opening.

I'm rising a second (hand), the Hell is uncovering

The winner is the second - I'm walking up to the Gate.

And near (the Gate) I'm dying, behind I will be born!

This toy isn't for a fun...

In the day on my knees I'm praying nigh

He comes at night

The first time in my life, to God I'm singing

to come. But what for?

Because when the sun is hiding the face

Desire is killing the fear

In the darkness everything has a different shape

He comes at night