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 Night in the Middle of a DayMusicalSceenplay: Anna Dramowicz Direction: Agnieszka Kołodyńska Music and lyrics: Jarek Kordaczuk Commissioned by Music Cultural Centre Anna Dramowicz  
Prologue Umbrella Disco Coffee Love Nursery Rhyme Dreams Medication Masks Conversation It Works As Usual In Fumes Choir of Myths Together Memory The Song of an Angel Epilogue 
Jarek Kordaczuk Umbrella One more look in the mirror Not that there is anything interesting there I need to take my keys and my coat I need to check if the doors are locked Now to the elevator, quickly not to be late I am almost there, but there is his voice It is warm and he is taking his hands out of his pockets And I think he is smiling now So maybe I should go back to get the umbrella It always rains when I do not take it The elevator with his warm voice and his smile is gone I will take another one Now it will show up empty for sure If it will show up at all Where are my damn keys, I lost them again And where is the umbrella? My keys, my umbrella, everything in place One more look in the mirror, just to check Eyes in the mirror seem to ask Why did I run away again, so silly It was because of the umbrella I am sure Or because of my keys, or my purse Or maybe because or that everlasting fear The one in big eyes in the mirror The one coming down like tears Like there is something he is sorry for Like there is something he is sorry for One more sip of cold, morning coffee My keys, my coat and one more look in the mirror I think I will leave the umbrella after all Before the voice in the elevator will be back I will check locked doors one more time To make sure the emptiness of my home is safe I press the button and I wait listening For someone?s breath bouncing off the walls And what if the nice voice will come back? Then, the keys, and the coat, and the umbrella again I am sick of this waiting already. Waiting for an elevator to come.
Jarek Kordaczuk Coffee One coffee is not the end of the world One coffee does not mean anything Even if you have it with someone very nice One coffee is not the end of the world One short conversation cannot change anything So why is the heart beating so fast? Maybe it is warning from this one coffee, maybe Maybe it is afraid of the conversation getting too nice, maybe And maybe it is beating so fast just because To go or not to go, that is the question Someone else used to ask that question already, I think it was my mom. Asked just to stay in the same, grey, every day routine I think I am overreacting It is just one talk And one talk cannot change anything Even if it does, he?s a boyfriend not a husband. Maybe there will be future coffees and talks Maybe he will be nice and I will be happy Maybe we will spend every day together There will be flowers and there will be kisses Parks, theaters, movies and concerts But none of them mine, even though I want to play I have rehearsals and important exams I have so many plans for upcoming days I want to spend my time on these And if this coffee will make my world fall apart If this talk will change everything Then it is better to stop drinking coffee at all It is better not to talk with anyone nice It is better to check all your days as busy And it is better to stop listening to your heartbeat stop listening to your heartbeat stop listening to your heartbeat
Jarek Kordaczuk Love (He) To speak Languages (She) would you like to? (He) I think so. To see the future bright (She) I would like that too (He) And to know all the secrets The entire world, and the universe This star and the other one And you, And to be able to move the mountains (She) The stars, and the mountains and me? (He) And to believe that there is someone up there Sketching my path and yours and then one that is only ours (She) And Let him find a path for our dreams too. (He) We will find it We will find it There is time for everything (She) I will be patient and you will be good for me You will not be jealous And I will not nag you Maybe just a little bit whenever you are boasting, or when you are bragging (He) I will not (She) Yes, I know (He) And I will not wear these green pants which you do not like so much . I guessed that I will not cuss And I will not lie (She) It will not be easy (He) Do you believe? (She) Yes. And I want it. I want to say ?I do? when you ask me And I want to hear ?I do? when you say it Later I want to be by your side And take the same path Even if it would go through the world?s highest mountains I always want to believe in us I want to never lose hope I even want to like your green pants (He) If I spoke languages, but had no love in me I would be like copper coins or like an empty drum even if I knew our future, nothing good would come of this If I did not have love, hope and faith, All those three The most important of which I give to you today.
Jarek Kordaczuk Nursery Rhyme Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other. What kind of ink are they using? Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond Bright yellow sun looks from the cloud Will that love be great? Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other. What kind of ink are they using? Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond They write and count to get a clue How much strength they need? The guess is on you
Jarek Kordaczuk Dreams I counted your first steps Your first trips from Mom to there Today you make so many steps You could even reach the North Pole I remember your first words Your first thoughts you shared with me Today you know at least a thousand words You will soon start writing poems I held my breath when for the first time You grabbed my finger Today your handshake is so graceful And soon you will give someone your hand forever I still remember my surprise When I heard your first ?I want to do it myself? And soon you do so many things Some of them better than your mom Your first smile was like A love confession with no words Today you?ve learned so many feelings To soon be ready to find your happiness When I look at you, I believe That the world can be beautiful and happy And that what it is worth is up to us Because otherwise, why would we be here at all?
Jarek Kordaczuk Medication Every illness is bad He (that is me) has medications. Even though it is not a pharmacy, nobody complains. He will talk to you, he will give a diagnosis He will prescribe a medication and its dosage. Each medication tastes good. Nobody will spit it out after trying it It is enough to want it, to have it. It is enough For every fear a proven medication He also has something for your anger For her pain he has lots of solutions too For every blues he will find a cheer-up There is also something to help with your stress For too much work ? a relief is on the way He has vitamins for bad times Essence of happiness for every depression Some good tips for bad health To have some style ? there is a way For bad luck troubles ? he will make it vanish Do not be afraid he is with you Do not worry boys he remembers about you Girls do not cry he will cheer you up He loves you all as his own children and he heals, and heals and heals you all.
Jarek Kordaczuk Conversation You sometimes ask how it is going I avoid your eye Maybe I would like to talk, But I do not know what about What am I supposed to say anyway? Whatever I come up with, it is wrong It is wrong that I talk, It is wrong that I do not You do not even listen, anyway Why do you keep asking I you do not want to know the truth How can someone who is always busy Understand what boredom is? You still want me to drink milk And be good, and a big girl You want me to have big plans And grow up in your eyes When you ask me what am I waiting for ? Your mocking voice possibly Which will tell me exactly why I am the way I am I know you have a hard time too So I do not want to bother you With my failures Who will believe that I try, if I never succeed? Please stop asking me How is it going Who cares anyway I do not even feel like crying So let's just postpone the conversation
Jarek Kordaczuk It Works Why should it hurt if does not have to Why should you suffer days and nights Why should you moan, and cry and miss If you could love, and love, and love Why all the torment and all despair Why would you put on a sour face Why would you mourn for days and days If you can play, and play and play (Chorus) It works works works You just have to want and believe it works works works that is the whole deal Why would you think and analyze Why would you ponder and make predictions Why would you have nightmares If you can live and live and live Why lose a game with your own faith Why wear a chip on your shoulder Why would you nurture your own weakness If you could dance and dance and dance (Chorus) It works works works... Why would you always be alone Why would you hide your regrets Why constantly be afraid If you could laugh and laugh and laugh Why would you always try to meet a deadline Why would you always end up with too much Why would you always stay in the corner If you can take and take and take (Chorus) It works works works... why be bored if you do not have to why would you work all days and nights why do you always waste your time if you can join us
Jarek Kordaczuk As Usual I like a usual life Because it is so usual So mine Always different Usually I know that sometimes it is a storm And sometimes the cloudy skies Sometimes the fog so thick That only wind is colder And the wind sometimes so strong That blows all your hopes away And throw them some place far away It is hard to find them when it is over But afterwards it is always sunny A walk, houses, you and others And all the voices And wind so warm And hope smells nice so close And in the evening maybe movies Or getting silly with the kids Always new, different As usual I like a walk in the park I like talks with my friends I love tomatoes I like strawberries and raspberry syrup And I like reading poetry Me, I like my MP3 songs I love movies on DVD I like sailing, and camping with friends I does not matter that sometimes you have a bad night Does not matter that sometimes a bad dream comes That sometimes you worry yourself sick Or you are scared so much, it hurts And that the resignation keeps coming back And bad darkness Thick and heavy It takes your faith in light to come But the morning is bright again The sun, the window, you and a coffee Your happy voice I hear when you?re shaving The kids get silly again And rushing to work again The faith is back, in light and warm wind And in the evening something else Or the same thing As usual I like to like my usual life Because it is so usual So mine Always different Usually
Jarek Kordaczuk Together (Kasia) Does it have to be that way That every man is an island With the sign on its shore saying: Private property, no entrance Has it always been like that, Or it just started out of nowhere? (Karol) How did it happen, that your voice That voice that used to make me tremble Now I listen to with no emotion As it echoes around the house I do not understand how that happened, But I do not say anything about it (Kasia) Since we are playing hide and seek Why do we not try to get discovered Somewhere behind the closet maybe Or in the attic, some dark corner? I know I always have been scatterbrained And you often lose your slippers (Together) How to find each other between all the furniture By accident touch each other?s back at the balcony So we can see the whole wide world How sun touches the stars at the horizon How Gerda runs where her Kay is It is easier to go through life together Hold each other tight when it is dark When we slip, every step we take Or when the wind makes us almost fall It is easier to find the light together It is easier to say I love you It is easier to understand the road It is easier to hear someone?s lost voice In the kitchen or under the bed To hear the echo of the promise made at the altar In health and sickness Always together
Jarek Kordaczuk Memory I almost forgot the sound of laughter Tears are for me like behind thick fog I cannot recall what joy is And even sadness means nothing any more Where there were tears, now there is only pain Where there was laughter, now there is only shame Pain and shame, only those two I almost forgot all beloved faces Thickening fog covered your expressions Some random words are left in my thoughts And the remains of the familiar smell that used to welcome me after opening the door Where there were faces, now there is only shame Where there were words, now there is only pain Pain and shame, only those two (Happy Birthday) Can you learn to cry all over again? Learn how to laugh one more time? Hear enough words to be able to talk again? Sense the smell again and make the fog go away? Will there be tears where now is only pain? Will there be laughter where now is only shame? Pain and shame ? I will not forget those two
Jarek Kordaczuk The Song of an Angel It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing It does not matter that you do not believe. It is nothing It does not matter that you do not ask. It is nothing It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing It does not matter that you often do not hear me It does not matter that you do not want to talk to me I am by your side I am by your side It does not matter that you avoid me when it is bright But at night you ask me to stay till dawn I am by your side I am by your side It does not matter that sometimes you do not know why at all I am here I am by your side because that is what I am for To be by your side It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing It does not matter that you already have other friends and that you do not even need me any more I am by your side I am by your side It does not matter that you do not want to ask anymore that you do not feel my presence anymore I am by your side I am by your side It does not matter that you do not even believe in me anymore just like you do not believe in yourself I am by your side because that is what I am for to be close to you I am by your side because I believe in you and nothing will take my faith away I am by your side to tell you that you are free and that you can fill every day with a new hope. And I will be by your side to guard you and to protect your body and soul nothing better could have happend to me than to be by your side It does not matter that sometimes you do not know why at all I am here I am by your side because that is what I am for To be by your side
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