It won't be, Żal rośnie jak las - sto lat
Lodowce, " />
It won't be, Żal rośnie jak las - sto lat
Lodowce, " /> 


from the musical "Evita"



It won't be easy 

You'll think it strange 

When I try to explain how I feel 

That I still, need your love 

After all that I've done 

You won't believe me 

All you will see is a girl you once knew 

Although she's dressed up, to the nines 

and sixes and sevens with you. 

I had to let it happen 

I had to change 

Couldn't stay all my life down at head 

Looking out of the window 

Staying out of the sun 

So I chose freedom 

Runing around trying everything new 

But nothing impressed me at all 

I never expected it to. 



Don't cry for me Argentina 

The truth is I never left you 

All through my wild days 

My mad existence 

I kept my promise 

Don't keep your distance. 



And as for fortune and as for fame 

I never invited them in 

Though it seemed to the world 

they were all I desired 

They are illusions 

They're not the solutions they 

promised to be 

The answer was here all the time 

I love you, and hope you love me 

Don't cry for me Argentina... 

Have I said too much? 

There's nothing more I can think of 

To say to you 

But all you have to do is look at me 

to know 

That every word - is true. 
























Żal rośnie jak las - sto lat 

Lodowce płoną jeszcze w nas 

Choć zachwyt już przeminął 

Spójrz - miłość to byłam ja 

To, co ma w pieśni kiedyś żyć 

To w życiu musi zginąć 



Cinema, bo cinema 

Podróż przez śmiech i płacz 

Do pustych brzegów smutku 

Cinema - spłoszony rytm dnia 

Daje go Pantarej, już mniej 



Więc, przekreśl to "więc"i już 

Co łatwo przyszło musi iść 

Namiętność jest jak Wena 

Spójrz - wątek się rwie jak nić 

A może tamto prawdą jest 

A nas po prostu nie ma 



Cinema, bo cinema 

Podróż przez śmiech i płacz 

Do pustych brzegów smutku 

Cinema - spłoszony rytm dnia 

Daje go Pantarej, już mniej