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Now
there is light coming in
through the crack in the door

now
there is hope
where i’d never expect it before

now
there are so many things
but there’s nothing at all

now
you are learning to stand
i am learning to fall.

now
as the air in the night
becomes cooler and sweet

now
i get up seven times
just to cover his feet

now
there is pain
but i’ve packed it away for next year

now
there is newness and grace and for now,
there’s no fear.

then
i can hardly remember what then used to be

then
there was someone i knew
looked exactly like me

i was running and running
with so much to boast

and i had no idea
what matters the most

now
as the air in the night
becomes cooler and sweet

now
i get up seven times
just to cover his feet

now
there is pain
but i’ve packed it away for next year

now
there is newness and grace and for now,
there’s no fear.



later
when all of this has turned to songs
and faded pics

later
when colored wooden blocks
turn into heavy bricks

later
when you will greet me only
with the shyest smile

who knows what later brings?
and so meanwhile..


now
there is light coming in
through the crack in the door

now
there is hope
where i’d never expect it before

now
there are so many things
but there’s nothing at all

now
you are learning to stand
i am learning to fall.

My life, ain t all peaches and cream
This fame thing and this game bring, more pain than it seem
I ain t trying to be depressed, and I m greatful for my blessing
But sometimes it just feels like, there s some ing missing
I got all the answers,...

Into the night of blue, into the night of blue
Haven t heard your voice for a long long time
Still you have me hanging on the line
Still thinking bout you
Haven t seen a smile upon my face
And I haven t...

Kim jest ten ksiądz
Ile zrobił zła
Co podpisał i czy przez to pieniądze brał
Czy składał tajne raporty

Kim on jest

Kim jest ten ksiądz
Ile lat donosił
Czy przez niego ktoś prześladowany był
Czy potrafi ujawnić przeszłość...

1. Szła sobie drogą z kulawą nogą,
głodna i biedna, obdarta z marzeń,
deszcze padały, psy ją szarpały,
szarpali też dziennikarze.
Już przez nikogo nie kochana,
jak nocna służba, jak druga zmiana
zapomniana przez pana, wyklęta przez lud
szła, szła na wschód.

Ref.
Choć pogoda była brzydka i zła,
choć na drodze położyła się mgła,
choć paliła pod powieką słona łza,
szła,...

I am the harvester of life
Making your life black
I have called your name
There s no turning back

I am, the death, ruling, with your time
I can, but i won t give,
You the time you need

You fear me more than ever
You know your time is up
I take away your sorrow
I rule your...