Mozil:

There was a boy,
and there was a girl,
and if they could, they would
they would leave this world today,
tried a lot to give it a shot,
and so one day they flew.

Watch them now,
walk hand in hand,
they managed somehow,
Their own promised land.
Watch them now,
walk hand in hand,
they managed somehow,
Their own promised land.

Nosowska:

Był sobie chłopczyk,
wierny dziewczynce,
i całą swą miłość,
zamknął w skrzynce.
Lecz każdy wie,
że miłość płonie,
więc drewniana skrzynka nie sprawdziła się.

A mimo to
bronić się chcą,
ich dawno sprawdzone dłoń z dłonią.
Idą na dno,
gdzie smutek już skonał,
gdzie jedyną prawdą,
jest Ona i On.

Mozil:

It' simply as that
you shouldn't look back
and cry, cry for what's been missunderstood.
If you think it's tough
you don't wanna enough
that boy and girl chose to leave us for good.

Watch them now,
walk hand in hand,
they managed somehow,
their own promised land.
Watch them now,
walk hand in hand,
they managed somehow,
their own promised land.