Orange Blue - Song of liberty
Tekst :
I’d defeat any wall to be alone with your brilliant charme anywhere and hold me there in your healing arms. Even the wind blows trying to expand the depth of the snow in our hearts see that boiled white at aglance.Refrain
‘Cause I have tasted
your delight
your one fate
your respect of golden gates
your big smile after my voice that told
your thoughts about a choice
your immense unique fight
your sweet essence in your light
your sweet song of liberty whose brawny waves roll over me.
And I won’t stop my hand scratching princess’ name in that golden sand though the salt comes back again dissolved.
Refrain
I’ll never believe who we are and I’ll never agree with that sentiments surrounding us.
Refrain
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Come in to my dreams
Come into my dream
let me show you where i ve been
it s you and me i ve seen
let me tell you what i mean....
Come into my dreams
let me show you where i ve been
it s you and me i ve seen
let me...
let me show you where i ve been
it s you and me i ve seen
let me tell you what i mean....
Come into my dreams
let me show you where i ve been
it s you and me i ve seen
let me...
Dead on you
You were a ragged
Turquoise and twilight coat
I got my head hung down for you
Some day you re gonna need it
But it s worn or the, cloth gets torn
And there s only one way to go
It s gone dead, dead
It s gone dead on...
Turquoise and twilight coat
I got my head hung down for you
Some day you re gonna need it
But it s worn or the, cloth gets torn
And there s only one way to go
It s gone dead, dead
It s gone dead on...
Just one smile
Can t I cry? A little bit
There s nobody to notice it
Can t I cry if I want to
No one cares
Why can t I pretend
That you love me again
All I ve had has been taken from me...
There s nobody to notice it
Can t I cry if I want to
No one cares
Why can t I pretend
That you love me again
All I ve had has been taken from me...
Para z zielonej herbaty
[Duże Pe]
A, herbata stygnie, zapada zmrok, a pod piórem
Słowa, które pieszczą twą skórę jak tiule
Czule tulę ciebie do siebie w każdym wersie
Zakładam słowa na twój palec jak pierścień
Będziesz żałował w goryczy herbaty
Coś krzyczy, cóż gorycz, smak nad smaki...
A, herbata stygnie, zapada zmrok, a pod piórem
Słowa, które pieszczą twą skórę jak tiule
Czule tulę ciebie do siebie w każdym wersie
Zakładam słowa na twój palec jak pierścień
Będziesz żałował w goryczy herbaty
Coś krzyczy, cóż gorycz, smak nad smaki...
End of the line
All alone, I wait for you
As darkness fills this room
I don t know why you ain t called
Little things you used to do
They re no longer part of you
Seems you left them all behind
Well, I can t believe...
As darkness fills this room
I don t know why you ain t called
Little things you used to do
They re no longer part of you
Seems you left them all behind
Well, I can t believe...