I don't hate you, night, I can't wait for you
I'm ashamed by your leaves, that will cover everybody
If you feel free now, don't wait for 2.15
Grab my hands and we will jump like kids on the trampolin.
And in this jump we stay still and floating higher, dear
In few seconds our flight is done and we will fall dark
Absorb us warm earth, absorb me like all the skulls before
Take me slowly into late graveyard, build me under the trees
Baby, take a breath and open your eyes. Open them and see
This is not a moon, where we are. This is you
Sad, but true. It's you closed in a window.
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Nad wyraz smutne...
Ale dziecięce skoki po trampolinie nie kończą się wesoło.
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