Halina Frąckowiak - Anna już tu nie mieszka

Landscape is fawning like a dog
It's an evening after not easy day,
The bus just stopped, you can get off, on,
But Anna is no longer living here,
But Anna is no longer living here.

Beyond the river, in the shade of old trees
She once ran in mid-day
She took some music and verse with her,,
A few fripperies, a few photos,
A dress light like the mist.

Is her life easier now,
Doesn't the morning chill blows in her face,
Because between us, ever since she is no longer here,
There is less and less common heat,
Even honey can be bitter.
Even honey can be bitter.

She loved the brittle grass-stalk,
She believed in sound of rubbed strings,
I won't say more about her, because
Anna is no longer living here,
Anna is no longer living here.

Beyond the river, in the shade of old trees
She once ran in mid-day
She took some music and verse with her,
A few fripperies, a few photos,
A dress light like the mist.

Is her life easier now,
Doesn't the morning chill blows in her face,
Because between us, ever since she is no longer here,
There is less and less common heat,
Even honey can be bitter.
Even honey can be bitter.