Jej portret [English translation]

Nobody knows

what you really are

'cause even you

don't know it.

In gray mirrors of days

dancing around,

your golden smile is shining,

an interrupted tender gesture.

In my memory, I play

solitaire with hearts only.

Nobody knows

what you really are.

It's a truth that I don't need at all.

When we go different ways,

I will lift your

smell of dream,

the drawing of the lips,

the colour of words,

your unfinished

bright portait.

I will lift it,

I will save it everywhere

no matter if you will be by my side

or not.

My talisman of

your sudden pondering

and eye lashes.

When someday you say to me "forgive me",

I will walk through life

looking back.

Nobody knows

what you really are.

It's a truth that I don't need at all.

When we go different ways,

I will lift your

smell of dream,

the drawing of the lips,

the colour of words,

your unfinished

bright portait.

I will lift it,

I will save it everywhere

no matter if you will be by my side

or not.

My talisman of

your sudden pondering

and eye lashes.

When someday you say to me "forgive me",

I will walk through life

looking back.

I will lift your

smell,

the drawing of the lips,

the colour of words,

unfinished.

• Artist:Edyta Górniak
• Album:Dotyk