去他娘的, 该死的礼拜一！
God damn it, I hate mondays!
我这样的导游再找不出第二个, 我带你寻觅不同凡响的华沙！华沙被称为,我们都是这么说的, 北部的巴黎！华沙称得上美艳不可方物！
You couldn't find a better person, I'll show you Warsaw like no one else. Warsaw was called, we were called, Paris of the north. Warsaw was always a beautiful city.
公主伤心欲绝，因为，这么大的王宫 居然找不出一卷手纸来！与此同时，国民们人手一卷手纸。
That princess was very sad because in entire palace there was no TP while everyone else in the kingdom already got some.
哎，一切都不像旧时候了。那些悠闲的时刻， 慢斯慢悠走过街道，没有柏油, 也没有喧嚣。
Not like in old days. It used to be relaxed, walking slowly across the street. There was no asphalt, no noise.
性，这是那种香水的名字，工会每个礼拜主推一种新香水，我只好一天8小时工作在那香气中，我心思迷乱，我神采奕奕...我向工会提出投诉，他们说，只有“南欧人”能解决我的问题，也许一个西班牙人...他们不在早晨跑步，也不在晚上看电视。
Sex. That's the name of these perfumes. They introduce new perfumes each week...and I'm supposed to sit 8 hours inhaling all that. And I'm so dizzy and... so aroused...I filed a complaint to the Labor Union...and they said that only a southern man will help me. Maybe a Spanish guy. They don't jog in the morning or watch TV in the evening.
"门闭了，远远传来一丝响动,"
"我们再度相会,在二人王国."
"黎明前的一小时，你已入梦。"
"我看着，幽蓝天空下你的年轻面庞，我的华沙。"
We hear in the distance the noise of gates being closed,
And again we are together, just the two of us.
This one hour before the dawn when you are still dreaming.
I discover, covered with blue sky your young face, my Warsaw.