Talking through the ocean.

♪♫...♥

 

It's Saturday, dawn outside the window

And Warsaw coughs rhythmically

Yesterday came a letter from you

A nice word

That evening, when I and you,

Yes, it was a beautiful moment,

But today, the tears dried,

So I just greet you...

 

There are two worlds, and two of us,

Like a turnips strapped to our places

You have probably more peace of mind

And I have children

There are two worlds and one sun

That is less warm here

You have warm seas around there

And I hope...and I hope...

Done