Powrót [English translation]

The shriek of jaws and singing subsided,

I spit some sticky sand out of my mouth.

Through the godforsaken steppe

blows a cold wind...

Here and there a shred

or a footprint,

sprinkled...

Where will I go now, when nations don't exist anymore?

Forgotten by angels, abandoned in the middle of the road.

There's no one to believe in, no one to love, no one to hate

and the worlds don't care about me - dead twilight above my path.

Where's my pristine paradise?

I want to go back there

as simply as possible...

You're looking for a paradise!

You're looking for a paradise,

at the crossroads trying to descry a sign of mountains?!

You're looking for a paradise!

You're looking for a paradise!

The line of your traces encircles the Earth...

I can live alone as well...

I can only live once I'm alone.

Defiant thought

will gain free shape,

here and there a flash,

or a sign of a word,

discovered...

Every road is mine now when I know how to come to terms.

No storm, no silence, no drought can disrupt my way.

Not a horizon new each time, not a new mirage,

but a view of the world seen from the summit of a soul.

This is where I climbed today,

I found the paradise.

Paradise with no boundaries...

You're in paradise.

You're in paradise...

No crowd has ever reached your summit.

You're in paradise.

You're in paradise,

where you can hear the peaceful rhythm of blood and thoughts...

I'm in paradise.

I'm in paradise...

No crowd has ever reached my summit.

I'm in paradise.

I'm in paradise,

where I can hear the peaceful rhythm of blood and thoughts...