Had to stop on the run - here I'm standing inside of the summer rain In the clump of Moldavian anchorites watching neon lights in lane Do I live outside of the time or am I just completely insane? Maybe God is kidding me or maybe something working in my brain
Another, another black Stolzenberg Night Another, another Stolzenberg Night
In the courtyard princess Judith robbing leaves beneath the old lime tree Various misfortunes had made her dark and bitter and cold homeless druggy Tight she squeezed my left hand and she darted an angry glance at me "We are just like the trees - she said - enslaved with chronic melancholy"
Listening to sounds floating from the spaces which we never heard before Fairy-tales resonating in the forest echoes of the lazy roar Imitating her shout which has stopped percussion trance on wet dance floor Since that night she was always escaping from every Warmian scarecrow
Walking down the empty park I fell in love with her and my beliefs were dead We fogged up some bathroom mirrors and laughter was everything we had She was like a rainbow – she has come to me after rainy period Just the only one person who has ever really driven me mad
Another, another black Stolzenberg Night Another, another Stolzenberg Night
I will never forget it… the moment we were dancing in the cave My the only one desire was to make you happy and fulfill and safe All I can do for us is to write sounds of my feelings on the stave And of course, every Monday to bring yellow autumn flowers to your graveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
