Andrzej Zaucha - Myśmy byli sobie pisani

Life together was our destiny

Like sea-salt crust, like an ache of heart,
Such is that is that guy in the beach sand
Basking at your blanket-side out in the sun.
On your command, as if from up on high,
And not from my basket, out comes a lemon water;
Not something he would ever have for you, that dandy dude.

My dear lady
Life together was our destiny
Life together was our destiny
Life together was our destiny
Until that other fellow'd come by...

Had it been my wish, I could have had
A body sculptured like this neighbour fellow.
Fallow is your taste to fall for that cheap strut!
And I know, too, how the lotion's put:
I've had a four-days' practice with you;
Now that fellow is your lotion-guy all the time.

My dear lady
Life together was our destiny
Life together was our destiny
Life together was our destiny
Until that other fellow'd come by...

Here you come for your lemonade,
'Cause the dandy-neighbour has gone out of sight;
What a pity it's too late:
Another lady's lotion's waiting!

It is your turn
To say we're each other's destiny,
A match created so perfectly,
Like you're the fire and I'm the TNT

You just listen:
Can't do much about unpunctual regrets,
Can't do much about unpunctual regrets,
So, instead, with a smile beaming from his face,
Andrew Zaucha gives you his heartiest farewells!