W piwnicy u dziadka [English translation]

Do you remember this place in the granpa's basement?

When the fall was coming, they threw a coal and apples there

And also there we kissed the frist time.

I took your hands then

and put them on my face.

Blood pulsated faster,

when hands massaged the loins.

A storm was raging upstairs

And the wind was blowing sand from place to place.

Puddles drank up whole yard

And the kennel was chasing a dog.

Where else we felt as safe as there?

And when the winter was coming

The world changed so fast into monochrome,

We were licking ferns on the frosted window

A frost was so ringing.

If we went out,

But only for a while to go at the pond

To feed oxygen to fishes

But till the sun was shining, we came back to home.

'Cause where else we felt as safe as there?

In the spring and during joyful, summer days,

We were running so fast to the orchard

And there we used to giggle loudly.

When the dew was ticking our feet

I helped you up on the cherry tree,

From there we were shooting to the crows.

Cherry's stones were our weapon

Cherry's stones were our weapon

Yeah, cherry's stones were our weapon,

And home was our shelter.

'Cause where else we felt as safe as there?

And now, there's a war

The world is ending day after day.

Another pious army, picked us without any reason.

They shoot to us like we were the crows,

But their live ammunition is attacking us on every side.

The wind tousled flowers in the hair,

The fear follows us

And we, we don't know hardly each other,

Sometimes you write something from behind the ocean,

You will throw your almost harmonious thoughts

To my mail box, signed as a spam.

But in the one, beautiful day

Just before that everything will go to hell

I will draw my memory

And pull out this trace.

'Cause where else we felt as safe as there?

'Cause where else we felt as safe as there?