From: Metro
Title: Szyba
By: Agata Miklaszewska, Maryna Miklaszewska
Translated: Mary Bracken Phillips
SourceLang: pl
TargetLang: en
Somebody asking who are you? Where you going? I start to answer, they turn their eyes away My name's the only thing that they are ever knowing But all the rest is all there is to say
Somebody asking, "whatever are you thinking?" I start to tell them until they turn away A thought is spoken only to a total stranger And all the rest is for another day
Behind a window, I stand and watch the people The kind of window that I can never break No matter how I try to push my heart against it It keeps on bending with every move I make Beyond the window, the world goes on without me Life goes by me while here I... stay
If I'm lonely, I write a long long letter I never send it, so no one writes me back And though I know somebody else could write is better Still I keep trying with all the words I lack
The window's bending, but still I push against it Keep pushing, hoping someday the glass will break But windows on the world, they pay no mind to people Who everyday keep making same mistake
Outside the window, the world is very busy With plans and passions and places they should be While I keep dreaming of the day the glass will shatter And a stranger will smile and finally see A silly person behind a bending window A window bending inside of me