Wygraj sukces - Odcienie

j.angielski

As no light image,
without poetry, poem,
lack something from yesterday,
something like less. . .
Behind the cloud the sun suddenly
and new thoughts elsewhere already,
on the wings of dreams will fly again,
where each track leads every night and day. . .

I return like a dream
words that were carrying me,
and wake me beat,
This what I came up with today's ear,
and stop time,
which gives us beautiful moments,
but sometimes also
send them a shadow. . .

Too high tide,
blurred sign
shore once away,
brings the same time. . .
And suddenly, unexpectedly
a completely different plan for tomorrow,
What was yesterday kidnapped head wind,
Today the world outside the window fill thousands of colors. . .

I return like a dream. . .

Do not exchange the sea on the lake two
not I move the stone rocks,
I would not stay in gear wheels, but I know
that shadow. . . the shadow. . . disappear somewhere. . .

I return like a dream. . .