Płoną góry, płoną lasy - Czerwone Gitary

Plona gory plona lasy w przedwieczornej mgle

Stromym zboczem dnia slonce toczy sie

Plona gory plona lasy lecz nie dla mnie juz

Brak mi listow twych ciepla twoich rak

Rzuc miedzy nas najszersza z rzek

Najglebszy nurt, najdalszy brzeg

Rzuc miedzy nas, to co w nas zle

A ja i tak odnajde cie

Plona gory plona lasy nim je zgasi zmierzch

Znowu minie noc, znowu minie dzien

Plona gory plona lasy lecz nie dla mnie juz

Brak mi zwierzen twych, ciszy twego snu

Rzuc miedzy nas najdluzszy lot

Najskrytszy zal, najglupszy blad

Rzuc miedzy nas, to co w nas zle

A ja i tak, odnajde cie

The mountains are harvested by forests in the pre-evening fog

The sun is rolling on a steep slope of the day

Forests are harvesting the mountain, but not for me anymore

I miss your leaves, the warmth of your hands

Throw the widest of the rivers between us

The deepest current, the farthest shore

Throw what's wrong between us

And I'll find you anyway

The forests are burning before the dusk extinguishes the mountains

The night will pass again, the day will pass again

Forests are harvesting the mountain, but not for me anymore

I miss your confidences, the silence of your sleep

Throw the longest flight between us

The most secret regret, the stupidest mistake

Throw what's wrong between us

And I will find you anyway