| To si³a, która blisko trzyma ciê... | |
| To myœl, która rodzi siê, by chcian¹ byæ... | |
| O prosi przyjdŸ... przytul mnie... | |
| I mów do mnie... co s³yszeæ chcê. | |
| To woda dla ust spragnionych | |
| To rany koi i czerñ z serca roztapia | |
| Powietrze dla p³uc opró¿nionych | |
| Dla kochanków duchowych. | |
| To w³aœnie mogê daæ | |
| Ci ja... Bo nie mam nic, z tych ³atwych spraw... | |
| I tak nie widzisz... przecie¿ nic... | |
| Musisz najpierw... | |
| Otworzyæ oczy. | |
| The power keeps you so very close idea that's being born just you loved me | |
| I ask you : come touch me now and tell me, please what | |
| I want to hear | |
| It's water for lips sand dry | |
| It soothes the wounds and melts the black side of heart light air for your empty lungs it's for spiritual lovers | |
| Exactly that's what | |
| I can give 'cause | |
| I have not these simple things you can see nothing nothing more open your eyes just do it first |
| To si a, kto ra blisko trzyma ci... | |
| To my l, kto ra rodzi si, by chcian by... | |
| O prosi przyjd... przytul mnie... | |
| I mo w do mnie... co s ysze chc. | |
| To woda dla ust spragnionych | |
| To rany koi i czer z serca roztapia | |
| Powietrze dla p uc opro nionych | |
| Dla kochanko w duchowych. | |
| To w a nie mog da | |
| Ci ja... Bo nie mam nic, z tych atwych spraw... | |
| I tak nie widzisz... przecie nic... | |
| Musisz najpierw... | |
| Otworzy oczy. | |
| The power keeps you so very close idea that' s being born just you loved me | |
| I ask you : come touch me now and tell me, please what | |
| I want to hear | |
| It' s water for lips sand dry | |
| It soothes the wounds and melts the black side of heart light air for your empty lungs it' s for spiritual lovers | |
| Exactly that' s what | |
| I can give ' cause | |
| I have not these simple things you can see nothing nothing more open your eyes just do it first |
| To si a, któ ra blisko trzyma ci... | |
| To my l, któ ra rodzi si, by chcian by... | |
| O prosi przyjd... przytul mnie... | |
| I mó w do mnie... co s ysze chc. | |
| To woda dla ust spragnionych | |
| To rany koi i czer z serca roztapia | |
| Powietrze dla p uc opró nionych | |
| Dla kochankó w duchowych. | |
| To w a nie mog da | |
| Ci ja... Bo nie mam nic, z tych atwych spraw... | |
| I tak nie widzisz... przecie nic... | |
| Musisz najpierw... | |
| Otworzy oczy. | |
| The power keeps you so very close idea that' s being born just you loved me | |
| I ask you : come touch me now and tell me, please what | |
| I want to hear | |
| It' s water for lips sand dry | |
| It soothes the wounds and melts the black side of heart light air for your empty lungs it' s for spiritual lovers | |
| Exactly that' s what | |
| I can give ' cause | |
| I have not these simple things you can see nothing nothing more open your eyes just do it first |
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