Day after day, It shines in front of you The screen is our friend It's our brother, it's our father... You look but don't see The screen is our master Days are no longer without it Colour power! Thousands of images In front of your eyes TV can be pleasant to watch, To dream... Don't think just let yourself go Is it what you want? Why do its promises Get lost in the darkness?
I want to fly high, to go beyond To live the dream in reality To be satisfied, to be myself
And I, I want to fly, In the sky of your screen I want to talk, listen to me Why don't you answer? Why don't you reply? Please let me in... Uh! Your friend calls again Uh! Don't let him wait Uh! Hey man! Get up! Its shallowness is your reality Like its will is now your conviction Sexy dolls of celluloid in our dreams Perfection's its peculiarity You wonder with Less and less conviction Why it must be, your best friend
Now I'm satisfied...Satisfied Are you satisfied?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
