Szepty i łzy [English translation]

Sun in the sky goes down behind the river

The dusk has an aroma of hay and dream

I’ll go on and on , I ‘ll go far

Beyond the last forest of white birks

I’ll go far, I’ll go to the meadows

Coloured with gold and rust-red

I’ll entrust the willows about our separation

The willows believe the whispers and tears

I’m longing for you, I’m crying after you

The dew and mist are crying along with me

Words tremble in the silence, which I wouldn’t say

Because only you can understand them

I’ll go far, I’ll go to the meadows

coloured with gold and rust-red

I’ll entrust the willows about our separation

The willows believe the whispers

The willows believe the whispers

The willows believe the whispers

and tears

I’ll go far, I’ll go to the meadows

coloured with gold and rust-red

I’ll entrust the willows about our separation

The willows believe the whispers

The willows believe the whispers

The willows believe the whispers

and tears