Tych lat nie odda nikt [English translation]

No one will bring back these years

No one will bring back these years

When I used to walk my own path

And you your own

When the grief suppressed [our] words

When the anger dimmed [our] eyes

When the sound of music used to annoy

[Just as] the singing of the night birds

These years, lost years

No one will bring back now

No one will bring back the beautiful

Nights nor days

These dusks full of colours

These spring storms

When the wind bends the trees

And the golden dust whirls

The most quiet few moments

Before the dawn woke up the birds

And the stars that fell down

No one will bring us back now

No one will bring back these years

No one will bring back these years

But let us not return to those nights or days

Let us silence the grief in [our] hearts

Let us throw out the sudden anger

Let us welcome the sound of music

And the singing of the night birds

These years that are going to come

No one will take away from us anymore

No one will remove [from us] the beautiful nights nor the days

These dusks full of colours

And these spring storms

When the wind bends the trees

And the golden dust whirls

The most quiet few moments

Before the dawn wakes up the birds

And the stars that fall down

No one will take away from us anymore

No one will take away from us anymore

No one will take away from us anymore