W pięciu smakach [English translation]

Driving through the city faster than allowed

Dashboard dog is nodding its head

I pretend I can't see traffic lights or road signs

a bies with GPS

Just after the river, the second and third bridge

Rows of trees in Skaryszewski park

Crane forest ripped the sky

I can hear your angelic song

Duck's splashing in five spices

Jumping over soybeans, tofu, rice

Flying fish is high jumping

In a beer stew

I know a few sweet and sour words

When you speak to me: I tremble

You sing beautifully when you cook

I wish you could teach me this

• Artist:Monika Brodka
• Album:Granda