Życie jest nowelą [English translation]

Like Vivaldi's Seasons,

the light in your eyes is changing.

Tell me something nice, life.

Don't hurry, please, let me have rest.

Life, life is a novella

that you never have enough.

Yesterday a white, white veil,

tomorrow white, white hair.

Life, life is a novella,

at times friendly, at times hostile.

Sometimes you want to complain

but you have nobody to whom you can.

Every family is like a tree.

It breaks, falters, time changes it.

Like in Vivaldi's Seasons,

a pinch of delight, a sip of suffering.

Life, life is a novella

that you never have enough.

Yesterday a white, white veil,

tomorrow white, white hair.

Life, life is a novella

that absorbs you like a river.

You'd like to know the future today

but you have to wait.

Life, life is a novella

that you never have enough.

Yesterday a white, white veil,

tomorrow white, white hair.

Life, life is a novella

that absorbs you like a river.

You'd like to know the future today

but you have to wait.

• Artist:Ryszard Rynkowski