Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 9/28/2019

Dream, my Love, dream life,
let the night not scare you anymore,
we survived harder days before,
we survived more difficult years.

I could only give as much as
life itself was offering
when I still had enough strength
to struggle against all odds,
to straighten each of the roads,
although there were hundreds of twists,
but it was easier to keep walking
because fate was often helping us along,
and our parents' warm encouraging voice:
that we'll succeed despite the storms,
though maybe with a field flower
instead of a rose.

Copyright © by Wieslaw Musialowski 12/4/2018