[Intro] The trees are whispering, twilight settles slow, Sołacki Park is dressed in evening’s gentle glow. [Verse 1] Evening softly wanders through the old green trees, A quiet breeze above the lake hums a melody. People on the benches watch the daylight drift away, While swans draw silver pathways on the water as they sway. Young couples stop for photographs beneath the lantern light, Their laughter fills the pathways in the calm and peaceful night. Time seems to move more slowly, there is nowhere we must run, In Sołacki Park a weary heart can rest when day is done. [Chorus] Oh, Sołacz at twilight, like a dream from long ago, When life moved just a little slower than we know. A peaceful park, a safe embrace, With singing winds and gentle grace. Oh, Sołacz at twilight, stay with me a little while, Let old memories dance and smile. [Verse 2] Upon the stone bridge I pause and stand alone, From here the lake unfolds beneath the evening glow. Reflections of the last lights shimmer on the glassy blue, While a veil of mist is drifting softly through. Long ago the little boats would glide across the lake, Leaving gentle ripples in their quiet silver wake. Now only memories remain to tell their story still, Yet among the trees their echoes linger at will. [Chorus] Oh, Sołacz at twilight, like a dream from long ago, When life moved just a little slower than we know. A peaceful park, a safe embrace, With singing winds and gentle grace. Oh, Sołacz at twilight, stay with me a little while, Let old memories dance and smile. [Bridge] I remember the old pier beside the tranquil shore, Where orchestras would play on summer evenings evermore. Couples danced to swinging rhythms underneath the stars above, And the music crossed the water like a song of love. A saxophone was singing, trumpets carried every note, Flowing dresses spinning gently while the melodies would float. Though many years have passed away, that picture still remains, In the hearts of those who cherish Sołacz’s timeless charm. [Final Chorus] Oh, Sołacz at twilight, like a dream from long ago, The stone bridge, boats and music in the fading glow. The swans are resting by the reeds tonight, The moon reflects upon the water bright. Oh, Sołacz at twilight, may this evening never end, For here the magic of the past still lives again.
