Krzysztof Krawczyk - Spóźniłem się o kilka lat

When the evening without a name
She'll say goodbye
And in the darkness of the streets it will dissolve
In a hundred windows the lights go out
And I see a different city
The world is like a picture in an old movie theater

Old cars shine
And the old waltz is young
White shawls fly to the sky
The night does not want to remember the day
In the sound of the trumpet already enchanted
Already turned into singing and dancing

I'm late, I'm late
By a few years
Not this style anymore, not this sign anymore
Another world already
No one defends broken hearts
And cut roses
The colors of the old photos have faded
Like dust in the sun

I'm late, I'm late
By a few years
And the poem lost its meaning in the scrapbook
Flower in the album
It's too late for me to go back there
For two moments
In this world that has fallen out of frame
I was not

It's just in the shadows
The city changes at night
She throws beams of light at her feet
Somewhere a fiakra is already calling
Even though it's still yesterday
Though the sky above is barely pale

The dawn slips by
And the music fades away
A tear says goodbye to old cars
The wind blows cold against your face
Sheets of newspapers gleam with paint
And the houses climb up to the sky

I'm late, I'm late
By a few years
Not this style anymore, not this sign anymore
Another world already
No one defends broken hearts
And cut roses
The colors of the old photos have faded
Like dust in the sun

I'm late, I'm late
By a few years
And the poem lost its meaning in the scrapbook
Flower in the album
It's too late for me to go back there
For two moments
In this world that has fallen out of frame
I was not

I'm late, I'm late
By a few years
Not this style anymore, not this sign anymore
Another world already
No one defends broken hearts
And cut roses
The colors of the old photos have faded
Like dust in the sun

I'm late, I'm late
By a few years
And the poem lost its meaning in the scrapbook
Flower in the album
It's too late for me to go back there
For two moments
In this world that has fallen out of frame
I was not