Wy zaś, jakkolwiek usiądziecie,Muzykantami nie ...
Wy zaś, jakkolwiek usiądziecie,Muzykantami nie będziecie.
Don't give it up
I want to keep us compromising
Zabiorę Cię ponad obłoki szare
Gdzie perspektywa zmienia kąt
Hello, how are you?
It's so typical of me to talk about myself, I'm sorry
Died last night in my dreams
All the machines had been disconnected
Clipped wings, I was a broken thing
Had a voice, had a voice but I could not sing
Open your arms and pray
To the truth that you're denying
I want you by my side
So that I never feel alone again
I wanna say I’m sorry but I’m really not.
Bring your love to me
I will hold it like a newborn child
One of my own blood
And I might just even sing a song
to keep it calm
My spirit's sleeping some where cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home