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Jej Portret
07:53
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Lyrics translation:Jej Portret
What you're truly like, no one knows
As you don't know that yourself
In a dance of those grey mirrored days
shines your gold like laugh
a tender gesture stopped half way through
In my memory I try to put together
The solitaire of nothing but hearts
What you're truly like, no one knows
and that truth is of no need to me
If it's not going to be destined for us to walk the same way
I'll cary the scent of your dreams,
the drawing of your lips, the color of your words
The unfinished , perfect portrait of You
I will raise it and rescue it
Whether you're near me or not
My amulet of your sudden daydreams and eyelashes
You've been bestowed upon me, my dearest
And if you ever say to me: forgive
I'll go through life constantly looking back
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Black Hole Sun
07:52
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Ciebie Brak
07:08
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Lyrics translation:Ciebie Brak
Like a forgotten dream
like an imaginary dawn
I still breathe you in
slowly
disappearing
I seemed to have lost my sorrow
...the absence of you
Like an unfinished movie
I still remember your voice
In these empty words
I fail to understand
they're slowly
disappearing
I seemed to have lost my sorrow
...the absence of you
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Peacocks
06:08
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Dharma
05:28
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Tomaszów
06:21
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Lyrics translation:Tomaszow
Maybe we should , my dear, come back to Tomaszow for a day
Maybe still within the golden dusk, the same september peacefulness lasts
In that white house, in that room, where someone else's furniture reside
We have to finish our sadly never ended conversation
So maybe we should, my dear, come back to Tomaszow for a day
Maybe still within the golden dusk, the same september peacefulness lasts
There is only one salty drop flowing from my eyes to my lips
But you won't give me an answer, you are only eating those green grapes
That white house, that dead room, it wonders till this day, it doesn't understand
Why the other furniture have been put in, why did people leave in wistfulness
But we have left everything there, even that september peacefulness
So maybe we should, my dear, come back to Tomaszow for a day
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Pożegnanie
06:55
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Lyrics translation:Pozegnanie
Sleep, forget mallows and lilacs
Sleep, as tomorrow will not be the same
may bugs, the scent of rain
won't matter anymore
Even sand in your shoes means nothing
That day you'll look back
and you won't remember
how strange the shadow was
Sleep, forget the scent of moss
Wild strawberries won't taste the same
bruised knees don't scare you
nettles don't sting
but to be moved by a story becomes forbidden
That day you'll look back
and you'll fail to recognise
what happiness is
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