Nisko jest niebo [prod. Auer] [English translation]

Words that hurt were spoken,

I remember a lot of it.

Everyone tells us: "Your love is sick",

so I say: "Believe me, they'll finally make us believe".

Cuz something hangs over us,

just like the obituary in the chapel.

We were not holy as monks,

and you cut my heart out and you can't sew it on.

Words are spoken in silence.

"That it's not loving," said the psychologist.

We're like alcoholics, so I want to touch you with my tongue and drink.

So let this love die of cancer,

Like my dad this year.

I wonder when you'll understand how much this loss weighs.

Have something with somebody for many years,

Not turning back, still wanting it.

I am standing on the street at night, it's raining.

Today the sky is somehow low

Today the sky is low

Today the sky is low

Today the sky is low

Today the sky is low

Words like arrows were spoken.

You were the one that I wanted,

In soul and body, as in the Bible.

I never stopped wanting you.

Love is like a wi-fi password,

Today, on every corner, someone will give it to you.

People like you have flowers in their hair

But besides, they carry demons in their heads.

Everything is now possible,

So we can pick on these occasions.

As if we'd created Tinder acc,

Every week, love starts from scratch.

Nowadays it's not being repaired,

You fix yourself, and "this" you leave it.

So people have big houses and somewhere in the world...

Ex-husbands and wives.

So let's let it fall apart

in atoms, it's better this way.

Maybe tomorrow someone will love us

For who we will pretend to be on the Internet.

It's almost autumn, over time it will cool everyone down.

iPhone showed me an old photo

Today the sky is somehow low

Today the sky is low

Today the sky is low

Today the sky is low

Today the sky is low