Ewa Farna - Rzeka marzeń

The last breath of the sun brings the wind
under the gold pipe , under burning roof
from above the river of the remembrances of offences the world rises your far
house perdue
from dala from close so suddenly long ago somewhere the fate threw
in the hum of secrets the new unknown voice sounds
from above the river of remembrances the cloud your far
house perdue long ago somewhere rises


Draw out palms and catch the dream
it will disperse shadows
let the hope to the bad power white wings carry you
with the return as the bird 2x


And I feel then as it can well be nothing already threatens
when safe dreams
over the rivers of remembrances the moon pushes away the fog your far
house again sails away somewhere


Draw out palms and catch the dream
it will disperse shadows
let the hope to the bad power white wings carry you
with the return as the bird 2x brings the


Last breath of the sun


her wind eats her he eats her he eats her he eats



Draw out palms and catch the dream