Taką wodą być [English translation]

And to be water like this,

Which will embrace you entirely,

It will warm your body, washing away the remains from the lousy day.

And it will calm every nerve,

Playfully, it will wrinkle your hands,

And when you fall asleep, by your bed it will faithfully stand.

And to be water like this,

And not the kind, which bangs itself pathetically against the window all night.

Yesterday, yesterday...

And to be water like this,

Which will hydrate your lips,

Freeing the corners of your lips, when you place them to the glass

And it will turn black coffee into liquid,

When the days are frozen

And when fire rains from the sky, it will treat (you to something) cool.

And to be water like this,

And not the kind, which pathetically burns in your throat all night.

Yesterday, yesterday

Doesn’t count,

Because yesterday

Because yesterday...

And to be water like this,

And not the kind, which pathetically burns in your throat all night.

Yesterday, yesterday

Doesn’t count,

Yesterday, yesterday

Doesn’t count,

Because yesterday

Because yesterday... didn’t exist, no...