Budka Suflera - Jolka, Jolka, do you remember

Jolka, Jolka, do you remember that summer of dreams,
When you used to write: “I feel so bad
Come to me even if it's right now, do something with me,
Don’t leave me here alone, oh no."
Still begging for petrol, I raced through the night,
The engine groaned with the last of its strength,
To be in you again, to laugh and to swear,
Everything was so simple during those days.
A child slept behind the wall, watchful as a bird,
May God sweeten his dreams!
You told me that never, never before
Have your tears been as sweet as blood.
In the morning I emigrated away from your arms,
The day drove me out, at night I returned once again.
The eclipse of the sun was destined for us,
The next one will happen, maybe in a hundred years.
The nuns walked along the beach, and the sun going down,
It kept falling, unable to fall.
Your husband out in the world saved up every pound,
For a Toyota, so beautiful, it's sad.
Your husband loved order and a full glass,
He once had a fiancée like a dream,
She betrayed him with a bus full of Arabs,
He was never himself again, oh no.
In the morning I emigrated away from your arms,
The day drove me out, at night I returned once again.
The eclipse of the sun was destined for us,
The next one will happen, maybe in a hundred years.
We lived in a big bathtub and so rarely
We crawled out onto the dry land,
The Fairy Booze Godmother danced within us,
Shooting gallery* was two steps away.
I still don't know why it started like that,
Why it faded - no one knows either,
There are still many around me, I don't wake up alone,
But nothing is simple these days.

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