Sen o dolinie [English translation]

Again I didn't succeed in life

I long for fleeing into a great dream

To the bottom of that valley of mine

Where I catch up the days from the long ago

Into that hour or into its shadow.

Again the pink shade of clouds

Under it, there is a house and a hallway

All, in that white valley

Where I catch up the days from the long ago

Even deeper I drop to sleep

Late, late, late, late, late, late,

It is late

I know myself, that it's too late

To start everything again

Late, late, late, late, late, late

I know myself, that it's too late

To start everything again

Again knolls of grey days

Again a forest of everyday talks

I again want my valley,

Beside which time passes by,

He is looking for her who has been here once

He is looking for her who has been here once

He is looking for her who has been here once

He is looking for her who has been here once