Muzyka Końca Lata - Dokąd to pódziemy dziś

Where do we go today
I’ll go left, you go right, none of us goes straight on
Leave the door ajar
Who knows if it’s really the end
We’re both twenty
Have no money, few clothes and experiences
Big common little things
Please, let’s not split up for good…

I still remember the vacations when
You gave me powdered lemonade on your finger in the dovecote
Forest dreams before dinner, we fought Nazis with our sticks
Suntanned with the dust of summer, we shot soap bubbles at flies
Drinking wine in the orchard, the grandfather’s belt, that’s not…
That’s not rubbish, that’s not rubbish, my love
This bound us forever
That’s not rubbish, my love

I keep hiding my child
From the guy in a suit and tie
Yours is constantly tempted by snake
With an empty, ripe apple with seeds
But we will not give in yet
Come at two to the playground by the chestnut tree
We will renew a hundred of vows,
We will smoke a pipe with the Indians, because…

I still remember the vacations when
You gave me powdered lemonade on your finger in the dovecote
Forest dreams before dinner, we fought Nazis with our sticks
Suntanned with the dust of summer, we shot soap bubbles at flies
Drinking wine in the orchard, the grandfather’s belt, that’s not
That’s not rubbish