I drive through town faster than I'm able to
An artificial dog is dangling with its head
I pretend that I don't see the lights, the signs
Beelzebub with a GPS
Just behind the river the second, the third bridge
Rows of trees in the Skaryszewski Park
A forest of cranes scraped the sky
I hear your angelic singing
The duck is paddling in five tastes
It is passing the soja, tofu, rice
Stewed skipjack
Is exercising high jump in beer
I understand some sweet-sour words
When you talk to me – I tremble
You're used to sing beautifully when you cook
I'd like you to teach me