"Music is what tell us that the human race is greater than we realize". Napoleon Bonaparte

Mom, that you didn't give me
green-eyed dreams
I do not regret...
That I didn't know neither jewels
nor words of lace
I do not regret...
That you didn't tell me not how to steal happiness from under the counter
Or taught me the masquerade of life
The grey caress of those tortured days,
I do not regret,
I do not regret

No, I don't regret,
On the contrary, I thank you very much my dear
That you let me leave
So that I may live as I've lived.

That you didn't give me happiness
Neither a ring nor a dog
I do not regret
That you do not call me during night
Sweetheart, yes it's me
I do not regret
That you won't get me a job as a secretary
and that I don't wear your grey jacket
That you look at me like a theatrical spectator
It does not matter
It does not matter

No, I don't regret
On the contrary, I thank you very much my dear
That you are the king of diamonds
That you are my crime and punishment

That I've lived in this land
These few difficult years
I do not regret
That in the end I'll find out
That this is how the world goes
I do not regret
That they won't give me a vacation out of contempt
that they won't return my smile like a ribbon
The grey caress of those tortured days
I do not regret
I do not regret

No, I don't regret
On the contrary, I thank you very much, my country
For a certain Thursday, a certain Friday, a certain Tuesday
And for a sack full of hope.

No, I don't regret
On the contrary, I thank you very much
For that you're my country
That you are my inferno and paradise.

I do not regret
I do not regret
I do not regret

Poland