More songs by FANKA
Description
Everything used to burn - like a kettle left on the stove. Steam swirled, my ears rang, and words flew faster than meaning. And now, silence. The one that clicks in the outlet and pulls on the thread of memories. It seems my heart is still trying to write a sequel, even tho the ink has dried. I wish I could turn back time, although the river into which they threw everything "forever" has long carried them downstream. And yet, there's that "what if." Thin, stupid, but alive. Maybe love doesn't die. He just sometimes goes to sleep with the light on - in case someone suddenly decides to come back. Music: FANCA, Piotr Zborowski, Bartek Marszałek Lyrics: FANCA – Anna Wójcik Recording: Piotr Zborowski, Bartek Marszałek Mixing/Mastering: Piotr Zborowski, Bartek Marszałek Director: Lemon Sniff Media Cinematographer: Filip Brzeziński. Lighting: Tony Belecki. Filming Assistant: Dominik Matuszczak Post-production: Filip Brzeziński. Photographer: Pavel Zharko Makeup: Adrianna Monko
Lyrics and translation
Original
Tyle razy wierzyłam.
Dawałam ostatnią szansę.
Teraz czuję się sama. Już nie ma nas.
Nie ma nas. Tych minionych lat. Nie ma nas.
Nasz ogień zgasł. Nie ma nas. Zadałeś sercu cios.
Nie ma nas. A tęsknię wciąż.
Na nowo poczuć to, to coś, co było kiedyś.
wtulić znów się w twe ramiona.
Zapomnieć to, co złe.
Spojrzeć w twoje oczy, powiedzieć, że nadal kocham.
Chyba za późno.
A może spróbujmy zapomnieć to, co złe. Spojrzeć sobie w oczy.
Wiem, że też nadal kochasz.
Znów powracają te naiwne myśli, że może warto jeszcze powalczyć.
A przecież to ta sama rzeka płynie. Zawrócić czas.
Nie ma nas, nie ma nas, nie ma nas, nie ma nas, nie ma nas, nie ma nas, nie ma nas, nie ma nas, nie ma nas. Na nowo poczuć to.
To coś, co było kiedyś. Wtulić znów się w twe ramiona.
Zapomnieć to, co złe. Spojrzeć w twoje oczy.
Powiedzieć, że nadal kocham.
Nie jest za późno.
Ten ostatni raz spróbujmy zapomnieć to, co złe. Spojrzeć sobie w oczy. Powiedzieć, że. . .
English translation
I believed so many times.
I was giving it one last chance.
Now I feel alone. We are no longer there.
We are gone. These past years. We are gone.
Our fire has gone out. We are gone. You dealt a blow to the heart.
We are gone. And I still miss you.
To feel it again, something that once was.
snuggle into your arms again.
Forget what is bad.
To look into your eyes, to say that I still love you.
I guess it's too late.
Or maybe let's try to forget the bad things. Look each other in the eye.
I know you still love me too.
Those naive thoughts come back again that maybe it's worth fighting again.
And yet it is the same river that flows. It's time to turn back.
There is no us, there is no us, there is no us, there is no us, there is no us, there is no us, there is no us, there is no us, there is no us. Feel it again.
It's something that used to be. To snuggle into your arms again.
Forget what is bad. Look into your eyes.
Say I still love you.
It's not too late.
Let's try to forget the bad one last time. Look each other in the eye. Say that. . .