Ja wbity w kąt [English translation]

With his eyes he's looking

for your blushes,

you're trembling gently

from these glances.

His eyes are providently

wrapping you,

you're willingly

allowing to this game.

And I, stuck in the corner,

dare to notice from here

every detail of this show.

And I, stuck in the gloom

with my lunatic eyesight,

have got only one step to hell.

He nodded,

a shiver thrilled him,

you, to his words,

are sending smiles.

He modestly fell silent,

ran out of breath.

You're having regrets

that I am here.

And I, stuck in the corner,

dare to notice from here

all these steps, all these heats.

And I, stuck in the plush

of the chair close by,

am starting to drink my shame.

He's still sneaking

quietly, chirp.

You're babbling, chatting

too merrily.

In his thoughts he's boldly

caressing your temple.

Your white hand

is rushing into his.

And I, stuck in the corner,

can see my doom from here,

at this ball, ridiculous ball

where the Dance Leader, Fate,

keeps telling us:

"Rebinding, switch up".

No, no. It's nothing.

Maybe I was tired.

What do you mean, honey?

No, no. I spent a truly

lovely evening,

let's go.

• Artist:Michał Bajor