I drift in the forest I swirl like the snow in the night air by the weight of the earth, I'm tangled and hurled I drift like a branch does in the wind
Like the silver birch that since before my birth has silently in the yard stood
The party lights up the frontlawn, the grass the trees swirl and are hurled in the night air by a weight in the darkness I drift like the earth does, in the yard
It was not guilt or pain or regret that I could not contain I never even found it strange
For something secretly may dwell in the darkness unknown and so shrewdly move and even make its home Or it may feign its embrace and feel kind and warm when it has silently gone or was never there at allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
