Wojciech Młynarski - Ach, to był szał gdy Duduś grał na saksofonie

Ah, what a wild time it was when Dudus played the saxophone
He was creating the style of my best days. The days of my youth
Every day hope walked in a white veil
To meet me, make friends, go forth into the world
And always on Mokotowska,
When the dusk comes a bit late
These moments, the old Hybrydy miss
When the mood was there and Dudus played the saxophone
To our dreams, fantasies, tears, mister Dudus played
We were so innocent in those days and so full of cheer
The time sparkled from concepts and jokes so bright
A quick start, then hit the gas once and again, then the hangover
But something never grows old, it's a skip to have hope
It's a skip and a jump to run up there
Where the mood remains and Dudus plays the saxophone
To our dreams, fantasies, tears, mister Dudus plays
To our dreams, fantasies, tears, mister Dudus plays