Polish Poem

I sing this poem to you...
On the other side, I see
Shall you wait, glowing?
Its far away, far away from me,
I can see that
I can see that
the wind blows outside and I have no breath,
I breathe again and know I'll have to live
To forget my world is ending.
I have to live
I hear my heart beat,
Fluttering in pain, saying something,
Tears are coming to my eyes
I cry, I cry
I cannot feel the warmth of the sun
I cannot hear the laughter
Choking with every thought,
I see the faces,
My hands are tied as I wish
But no one comes,
No one comes,
Where are you?
Where are you?
What will make me want to live?
What will make me want to love?
Tell me, tell me
I sing this poem to you, to you
Is this mystery unfolding
As a wind floating?
Something is coming true
The dream of an innocent child
Something is happening
Something is happening