four in the morning
maybe the dream will come
maybe you will come
why aren't you here?
in the distance of a stretched hand
when I sing this, it's a summer night
when you hear this, it's a new year's eve
why do I wake up at four in the morning
and I try to smooth down your hair
but... there's nowhere I can find it now
there's only pale night lamp
some smooth soloist
(...)
black tea makes my thoughts clear
and your letter is read by itself
(...)
it's five already
maybe the dream will come
maybe you will come
The free translation of a song "Czarny blues o czwartej nad ranem" (Stare Dobre Małżeństwo)
2 comments:
Black tea, mmm, there could be no other drink for me :)
Oh, I'm late for the post with pictures. I like blurry photographs. Some of them make the world seem more interesting.
I also browsed through the pics in your google gallery, as I remember correctly. They, on the other hand, are clear and vivid.
BTW, I once had a dream of becoming a photographer but when I realized that the world thorugh my eyes is not very artistic, I resigned ;)
Did YOU plan to become a photographer, Agnieszka?
Well, being a photographer used to be on my to-be-list :)
Oh come, on Marta, you should not give up that easy. My pics are not great all the time, believe me. And it might be only your opinion that your pics are not artistic or sth; they are interesting because they show how YOU perceive things around you.
All the best :)
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