1. W kawiarniach tłok i gwar zza szyb,znajome drzwi, nie stoisz w nich.Przemykam gdzieś, wśród wejść i wyjść,neonów szept pulsuje nim.
Ref. I choć tyle tyle tu miejsc i taki tu zgiełk,w tym mieście tak bez Ciebie pusto jest.
2. Wysiadam gdzieś, nieważne gdzie,na żadnej z map, nie znajdę wiem......naszych miejsc i wspólnych chwil,neonów krzyk pulsuje nim.
The crowd in cafes and din behind the windows,well-known door, you don't stand here.I'm stealing somewhere, between entrance and exit,The neons' whisper is pulsating him.
Thought so many places is here and such a big noise,This city is so empty without You.
I'm getting somewhere off, doesn't matter where,I know, none of maps will show me......our places, our joint moments,The neons' shout is pulsating him.
Thought so many places is here and such a big noise,This city is so empty without You.