Paroles et traduction Maryla Rodowicz - To Se Ne Vrati

To Se Ne Vrati

Aktywistki, harcerki,
Z radiowêz³a piosenki,
Dru¿ynowa z Piastowa
Co mówi³a ci ciao!
Starszy pan z ZMS-u,
Co na wyk³ad przyjecha³,
Nosi³ szorty do kolan
I wszystkiego siê ba³.
U Poraja w Zakopcu,
Przy stoliku pod oknem,
Z awanturk¹ kanapka,
Du¿e piwo i œledŸ.
Po wêdrówce zmêczeni,
Dwieœcie z³otych w kieszeni
Ale jad³o siê wtedy
To, co chcia³o siê jeœæ.
To se ne vrati...
Choæbyœ by³ playboyem,
Dentyst¹, sponsorem,
To lato nie wróci, o nie.
Choæbyœ forsê przelicza³,
Panienki zalicza³,
To se ne vrati
To se ne vrati, o nie!
Te wypady na wk³adkê,
Czeskie lasy i Tatry,
FWP-owskie wieczorki,
Przy harmonii po œwit.
I wodzirej-kaowiec,
W œmiesznej czapce na g³owie,
Tango, walczyk i polka,
A na koñcu Big-Beat.
Ricki Nelson, Shapiro
I ju¿ wiesz, ¿e to mi³oœæ.
Staroœcina w kucykach
Na policzkach ma p¹s.
Demon twista, pan Rysio,
Co pracowa³ na Mysiej
I pionierki mia³ zdarte,
Bo gdzieœ wspina³ siê wci¹¿.
To se ne vrati...
Choæbyœ by³ playboyem,
Dentyst¹, sponsorem,
To lato nie wróci, o nie.
Choæbyœ forsê przelicza³,
Panienki zalicza³,
To se ne vrati
To se ne vrati, o nie!

To Se Ne Vrati

Activists, girl scouts,
Songs from the radio tunes,
Družinica from Piastów
That used to say 'ciao' to you!
An old man from ZMS,
Who came to give a lecture,
Wore shorts to his knees
And was afraid of everything.
At Poraja's in Zakopane,
At a table by the window,
A sandwich with a pickle,
A big beer and a herring.
Tired after the hike,
Two hundred zlotys in our pockets
But back then you could eat
Whatever you wanted to eat.
To se ne vrati...
Even if you were a playboy,
A dentist, a sponsor,
That summer will not come back, oh no.
Even if you count your money,
Score with girls,
To se ne vrati
To se ne vrati, oh no!
Those trips on a stipend,
Czech forests and the Tatras,
FWP evenings,
Dancing to the accordion until dawn.
And the party leader from the youth union,
With a funny hat on his head,
Tango, waltz, and polka,
And Big-Beat at the end.
Ricki Nelson, Shapiro
And you already know that it's love.
An old woman in pigtails
Has a bruise on her cheek.
The twist demon, Mr. Rysio,
Who worked at Mysia
And had worn-out hiking boots,
Because he was always climbing somewhere.
To se ne vrati...
Even if you were a playboy,
A dentist, a sponsor,
That summer will not come back, oh no.
Even if you count your money,
Score with girls,
To se ne vrati
To se ne vrati, oh no!