Adrian Wiśniewski - Ojej

Ooops!
as colorfully here
Ooops!
and white flies with clouds
Ooops!
unbelievable thing
I think the dream
Jack wake up in August
Otherwise, unless the beak
Ooops!

Ooops!
Ooops!
it's not my room
Ooops!
because everywhere I hear singing
Ooops!
joy and singing power
to circle the world sounds
as if it were happier
whether they are szurnięci ?!
what is this?!

Ooops!
kids pigułami August shed
instead of heads
and life is boiling in them
to at least one dead
on szubach frosty flowers
Oh! not credible thing
and I feel overwhelmed me with
Unknown warm shiver

Ooops!
and this?!
May mistletoe here
and cmok
and I stares
already I tremble
all sit down
bake cakes together
and storytelling spined their
Ooops!

Ooops!
this again
May and the Christmas tree ...
This miracle of the ground
to the crest
hang something
I do not know myself
and everything glows of lamps
I see the happy faces in the circle

and if I'm wrong ?!
of course not
they are happy
they are happy
could it be my dream come true

Ooops!
no no ...
and here
sweet baby Sleep
and under the bed there is nothing
ni heads
ni ślepiów comb foundation
and yells
no cracking
from baby wrapped
asleep
ah ....

Ooops!
monsters on drugs
silent no serious phantoms
and although cold outside
heart warms sweet heat
I think all sides
I hear a glamorous tone
and the smell of cakes beautifully
and we all cling to one another

this glow
this song
This heat tempts me
now he wants to stay here forever
it fills something in me
unbearable emptiness, which already so
I had a pretty awful
I really want!
I really want!
I want to get ideas
whether such laughter and the singing
It may also be given to me

WHAT IS THIS?!