Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it’s the only thing
That I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time’s forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer
Till our eyes meet
You won’t ever be alone
Wait for me to come home
Znam ludzi z kamienia,
Co będą wiecznie trwać.
Znam ludzi z papieru,
Co rzucają się na wiatr.
A my, tak łatwopalni,
Biegniemy w ogień,
By mocniej żyć.
A my, tak łatwopalni,
Tak śmiesznie mali,
Dosłowni zbyt.
Wiem, że można inaczej żyć,
Oszukać, okpić czas.
Wiem, jak zimno potrafi być,
Gdy wszystko jest ze szkła.
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery,
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
‘Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Some say it’s just a part of it,
We’ve got to fulfill the book.
Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
‘Cause all I ever have,
Redemption songs.
You’re some kind of heaven
That’s all that I need
I found it in you
I don’t need a God to tell me that I’m wrong
I don’t need hell to make me scared of love
I don’t need a symphony to sing my song
Cause there’s a choir of angels deep inside my lungs
And I can hear them sing
I may be lose, I’m not a canon
But I can be quiet saying my name
There are the ways where is the best
Maybe everyone’s to play.
chomartek 