Текст песни Marek Grechuta - Niechaj Mnie Zoska O Wiersze Nie Prosi

Let me Zoska not ask about the songs -
Each flower will sing to you, Zosia,
Asterisk any, in the sky of grief.
Just go back to their homes.
Tsvetik fade, melt the pale light -
Listen! There is hardly any better than the poets.

I have learned from them to be themselves:
- Star bloom and full of blue,
each flower is filled with red,
This wisdom I have soaked
Where have Ikvy wave silver
As a child I Zoska romped.

How Daleko I drove to visit!
But the further fate of the driving-requests!
Zosia went starlight in my nights,
And the fragrance of the flowers blameless!
I'm for real today, and needs -
Youth back out of the country, where the sky!