Dawid Podsiadło - Trójkąty i kwadraty

I'm standing on a road, no one can see me here
On my left, there lies a lonely stick
I lift my head up, rows of clouds above me
The sun pulls horizon down by a string

I'm hanging above the ground a centimeter or two
Jealousy, hatred, are like ants wandering in the grass
I close my eyes and count to thirteen
Before the sunsets, I'll be missing you again

Like steam I shift shapes
Rising to the clouds
Falling down like balls of hail
Melting at your feet

I'm standing on a road, no one can see me here
From a leash I release every tormenting thought
The stars form triangles and squares
Today, I'll carry them to you in my pockets

Like steam I shift shapes
Rising to the clouds
Falling down like balls of hail
Melting at your feet

Like steam I shift shapes
Rising to the clouds
Nothing can stop me
Just tell me you want it and I'll be yours.