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tyle slonca w kolo -- a mnie chlod
ostry chlod przeszywa
coraz bardziej sama jestem tu
dom twoj cien przykrywa
cale cieplo z soba wziales z tad
teraz mrok tu mieszka
coraz bardziej wyspa jest moj dom
ostów sztorm na ścieżkach
kazdej nocy ogien ktos pali. twoje imie wola w dali
cale moje cialo trawi glod
ostry glod Laknienie
do rak moich pelzna, do mych nog-- dloni twych -- promienie
kazdej nocy ogien ktos pali twoje imie wola w dali
ogien ogien, ogien ktos pali
twoje imie wola w dali
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there is so much sunshine aroud, but I am by coldness
sharp coldness through me/is in me
always more alone i am here
home your shadow is covering (double meaning your home or your shadow)
all the warmth you took with you
only darknes lives here now
more an island is my house
thistle storm on the/my paths
every night a fire someone is burning your name someone calls from far away
my whole body is plagued by hunger
sharp hunger, desire
to my palms they tiptoe, to my feet -- the flames
every night a fire someone is burning your name someone calls from far away
fire fire, the fire someone is burning
your name someone calls far away
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Voice: Mira Kubasinska
Group: Breakout (undisputable king of Polish Blues)
Created by: Tadeusz Nalepa
Words by: a poet from Rzeszow
The song is bursting with emotion,
pure hunger for love; passion.
only one, possibly gone forever was ever deep enough
now the flames consume her body every night without his touch
his name called softly expressing unimaginable longing
forever unanswered (her body afire,her mind remembering his touch)
eventually... thirst, exhausted, no satisfaction, no pleasure, no happiness, no point
only to wake up again, to be swept of by the necessities of the day
to seek pleasure in the common things, to seek escape, escape to nowhere, there is no other,
there never can be, even if there are... even if there were... it never will be, always, and forever lost, forgotten
in a moment when you lie down in your stranded home by the warmth and safety of the fire
there is only loneliness, sharp hunger, and desire
my name engraved in your mind forever,
the emptiness felt inside,
whole body lit on fire,
my hands to never...
...to be continued.
someday maybe.
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