PÓŁNOC / POŁUDNIE Lyrics (English Translation) – Quebonafide

Read the full PÓŁNOC / POŁUDNIE (English Translation) lyrics by Quebonafide along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Quebonafide’s music, you can also explore NORADRENALINA and NATRĘTNE MYŚLI, two other songs by Quebonafide.

[Verse 1]
Even though I have Aces up my sleeve, I still play sixes of Hearts
And I still have no class even though boring jazz is playing in the background
Let’s think about the problems that were and are gone
About the meaning, about the dream, about existence, about desires
About the goal and the road, about the GPT Cottage
A wallet, a car, maybe a child who is sleeping
Or let’s get stupid together, let’s turn on any movie
Let’s take a jar of Nutella and soak life in it

[Chorus]
It’s different in my head

Today I love it with my whole brain
All the luggage that I carry
What will I do with it, where will I go with it
A voice lives in my head
I’m not going to turn it down anymore
Sometimes you can hear a beautiful tone
Sometimes monkeys on plates
It’s different in my head
Yesterday midnight, today noon
I want absolute control
Now I know it’s very illusory
A doorman lives in my head
I’ve already I don’t intend to slow down
Sometimes it opens the gate for me
Sometimes it slams the sesame

[Bridge 1]
The shop is closed today
The shop is closed today
The shop is closed today

[Verse 2]
Is all this for a reason, or does someone have a plan for this?
Where these legs are going, I probably won’t understand on my own
Let’s think about a career, the recognition of democracy

About what I believe in now And whether I’m wrong again
About war And about life, like we used to have
Uneven under the ceiling, because someone put the plaster wrong
Or about pathology, the weather, the Sanah slab
About what to do now And what to get in return

[Chorus]
It’s different in my head
Yesterday midnight, today noon
I want absolute control
Now I know it’s very illusory
A doorman lives in my head
I don’t intend to fire him anymore
Sometimes he slams the gate
Sometimes he opens sesame for me

[Bridge 2]
The shop is open today
The shop is open today
The shop is open today
The shop is open today

[Chorus]
It’s different in my head
Today I love it with my whole brain
All the luggage I carry
What will I do with it, where will I go with it
In my a voice lives in my head
I’m not going to turn it down
Sometimes you can hear a beautiful tone
Sometimes monkeys on plates

[Outro]
*humming*
Well, I would have seen it anyway—