poli woli...
mieć towarzystwo w powolnym czasie.
There is a house built out of stone / Wooden floors, walls and window sills / Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust / This is a place where I don't feel alone / This is a place where i feel at home / Out in the garden where we planted the seeds / There is a tree that's old as me / Branches were sewn by the color of green / Ground had arose and passed its knees / By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top / I climbed the tree to see the world / When the gusts came around to blow me down / I held on as tightly as you held onto me / I held on as tightly as you held onto me / And I built a home / For you / For me / Until it disappeared / From me / From you / And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust (Cinematic Orchestra)
