Wciąż bardziej obcy – Lady Pank (Tekst)

There are days when I say "enough"
I guess I'm living just to spite myself
I still play, sing, eat, and sleep
But in reality, I’m not really here

I’m still a stranger
Completely foreign here
Like an enemy

I’m still a stranger
Still more foreign to you
And to myself

Someone told me again yesterday:
After all, you must love something to live
To have somewhere, some own land
Even if it’s ten hours from here

I’m still a stranger
Completely foreign here
Like an enemy

I’m still a stranger
Still more foreign to you
And to myself

I’m still a stranger
Completely foreign here
Like an enemy

I’m still a stranger
Still more foreign to you
And to myself

Stranger
Stranger
Stranger
Stranger