Bajm - Stara Baśń

Before you choose one of the ways
Before we will grant a miracle of love
Hate him, you will know the taste,
The wind whispers in the night

Before you engage the stress of life
New problems, new age
Let me tell you about one of the roads,
After that once someone has walked

ref:
Fairy tales, sometimes they talk like cartoons
Signs of the times are among us
Mood, for everything you need to have a mood
Wind sometimes you have to grab the

This world, as if made ​​of glass
It can break an arm movement
It was a world, as if made ​​of glass
Try to remember this

Tell me that old fairy tale
Before the new day we wake up
I will stay in the words of these
I throw the imagination run

Let us That rocks the boat,
The four faces of the one God
And that love, which trace
Now forever be in our

ref:
Fairy tales, whether they are just fairy tales today?
Signs of the times are among us
Mood, do not necessarily need to have a mood
Wind to grab the wind

I know this world, as if made ​​of glass
It can break an arm movement
It was a world, as if made ​​of glass
Try to remember this

Before we will grant a miracle of love
Choose one of the ways