Paroles et traduction Urszula - Kochanie to nic

Kochanie to nic

Gazety ¿ӳkn¹ liœcie te¿
Oczy m¹drzejsze mam o cieñ
Tak zmêczona, ¿e spaæ bym mog³a i sto lat
Gdy deszcz wali o dach
Czyta³am, ¿e facetów dwóch
Rzuci³o z okna siê na bruk
Byli chorzy i szansy nie dawa³ im ju¿ nikt
To strach zabroni³ im ¿yæ

Z mojej ulicy z moich snów
Po³ykacz ognia odszed³ ju¿
Marznê noc¹ ju¿ nie wystarcza Anio³ Strӿ
Kiedy lód wchodzi do nóg
Mój neurochirurg marszczy brwi
Histeria ze mnie nie chce wyjϾ
Panie doktorze - poprawiê siê i to od dziœ
Ale sk¹d u pana ten tik?

Kochanie to nic to tylko ten œwiat
Je¿eli ktoœ chory - to nie ty ani ja
To awaria fachowcy na pewno w drodze
Zreperuj¹ na bank
Kochanie to nic orkiestra niech gra
A statek niech tonie za póŸno by wiaæ
Przepraszamy za drobne usterki wizji
Przedstawienie wci¹¿ trwa

Mʿczyzna ten ma d³ugi p³aszcz
Wczoraj pod oknem wystêp mia³
Niby czemu ¿a³owaæ mam oklasków mu?
Swój wstyd podzieli³ na pӳ
Gdy kosmetyczka dziobie twarz
Jej palce pe³zn¹ mi do warg
Myœlê - czemu by nie spróbowaæ tego raz
Szlaban kto postawi nam?

My love, it's nothing

Newspapers are driving you nuts
You have a slightly wiser look in your eyes
I am so tired I could sleep for a hundred years
As the rain hammers on the roof
I am reading that two guys
Decided to jump out of a window
They were sick and no one was giving them any chance
The fear of living stopped them

From my street, from my dreams
The fire eater left already
I am already freezing at night, the Guardian Angel is not enough
When the cold gets into my bones
My neurosurgeon furrows his brow
The hysteria won't leave me alone
Oh doctor, I will improve, starting today
But what's with your tic?

My love it's nothing, that's just the way the world is
If someone is sick, it's not you or me
It's a breakdown, but the experts are surely on their way
They'll fix it, you'll see
My love, it's nothing, let the orchestra play
And let the ship sink, it's too late to moor
We apologize for the minor vision problems
The show must go on

The man has a long coat
Yesterday he performed under my window
Why shouldn't I reward him with applause?
He shared his shame with us all
As the beautician pecks my face
Her fingers creep up to my lips
I think to myself, why not try it for once?
Who's going to stop us?