Driving through the city faster than allowed
Dashboard dog is nodding its head
I pretend I can't see traffic lights or road signs
a bies with GPS
Just after the river, the second and third bridge
Rows of trees in Skaryszewski park
Crane forest ripped the sky
I can hear your angelic song
Duck's splashing in five spices
Jumping over soybeans, tofu, rice
Flying fish is high jumping
In a beer stew
I know a few sweet and sour words
When you speak to me: I tremble
You sing beautifully when you cook
I wish you could teach me this