Dawid Podsiadło - Małomiasteczkowy

A small-town face
A small-town head
A small-town style
I love in a small-town way

Big dreams from a small town
Are attacking your streets
I dreamed you when
I was singing loudly in a shower

That my small-town hit
And small-town lyrics
That small-town rhythm
A small-town melody

Big dreams from a small town
Are gathering in your streets
I remember I've really wanted to be here
Certainly much more than today

I'm driving to you alone again
I'm driving to you again
I'm driving to you alone again
I'm driving to you again

I'm driving to you alone again
I'm driving to you again
I'm driving to you alone again
I'm driving to you again

For a while I felt like God
For a while I was a king of a city
I chose an outfit for the gym
And then I finally understood

That my dreams from my town
Are building your streets
That there's nothing that delights you here
But it upsets me that I'm still not screaming

When a big-city beautiful world
Showers with lines at every step
Hugs and pats on the shoulder
Tears running down with emotion

Why is everything so fake that
It glows irradiated
We should get off this place because there's a fear
That my children will catch it all

I'm driving to you alone again
I'm driving to you again

I'm driving to you alone again
I'm driving to you again
I'm driving to you alone again
I'm driving to you again...
Alone