Andrzej Zaucha - Siódmy rok

Tłumaczenie:

My beloved, fire and water in extinguisher
Quilted jacket and fashion from Paris
My dear, it's me and you
My beloved, two words without a hint of rhyme
Flower with sheepskin coat in winter
My dear, it's me and you

So why are we seeking each other so much
That even when we are together we feel alone?
Why in our eyes Big Dipper
Sparkles as if
It already carries four versts* of heaven for us?
Why they don't want to live without each other anymore
My Guardian Angel and your Guardian Angel?
Why did darkness put us together?
Why is this our seventh year together?

My beloved, words put together by a bad joke
Petal of rose with a leaf of mint
My dear, it's me and you
My beloved, shores separated by river
Champagne and spoiled milk
My dear, it's me and you

So why are we seeking each other so much
That even when we are together we feel alone?
Why in our eyes Big Dipper
Sparkles as if
It already carries four versts* of heaven for us?
Why they don't want to live without each other anymore
My Guardian Angel and your Guardian Angel?
Why did darkness put us together?
Why is this our seventh year together?

Yesterday the wind brought us guests
Just a fairy and fog over the meadow
They wanted to teach us love
As if our love was bad

So why are we seeking each other so much
That even when we are together we feel alone?
Why in our eyes Big Dipper
Sparkles as if
It already carries four versts* of heaven for us?
Why they don't want to live without each other anymore
My Guardian Angel and your Guardian Angel?
Why did darkness put us together?
Why is this our seventh year together?

*worsta - russian unit of measure