Lubię wracać tam gdzie byłem [English translation]

Everyday, breathless time rushes us towards new directions

Into a hundred of dates, into a hundred of issues

it draws us in, rushes us towards.

And omnipresent rush, a sign of times, will scar my days

Maybe that's why I enjoy so much...

I enjoy coming back to where I have already been:

Under the terrace brimming with rose vines,

To those familiar streets,

Knocking to the familiar door, thinking whether...

Whether that girl with braided hair will happen to appear in it.

I enjoy coming back to the sites I know

For the memories that are left there,

In order to take a look into them, to find in them

At least a faint shade of the first tremble of a heart,

A couple of notes and a couple of poems from the times

when you loved for the first time.

In the very middle of a breathless day

You take a look back...just like me, like me.

You take a look back

To where you left your love.

Only you can understand me because you enjoy...

You enjoy coming back to where you have already been:

Under the terrace brimming with rose vines,

To those familiar streets,

Knocking to the familiar door, thinking whether...

Whether that guy with violin will happen to appear in it.

You enjoy coming back to the sites you know,

Cuddling your face to my face

In order to take a look into it, to find in it

At least a faint shade of the first tremble of a heart,

A couple of notes and a couple of poems from the times

when you loved for the first time.