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I said I love you so many times
You cannot reach me
I stayed in your house so many times
You cannot reach me
You gave me money, you bought me a car
You cannot reach me
You said that you will divorce your wife
You cannot reach me

And like the wind, I'm changing my ways
I'm not the one who stays on one place
Oh you cannot reach me, oh no

No matter how could you do that to me
You cannot fetch me, oh no
No matter what you promised to me
You cannot reach me

And like the wind, I'm changing my ways
I'm not the one who stays on one place
Oh you cannot reach me
Oh you cannot reach me

And many times I fall in love
I was crying and laughing
When they broke my heart
But now I've changed and I'm so cool
If you wanna try, you'll see
You'll see that I'm not that fool, oh no

So many times I said that I love you
You cannot reach me
So many times I stayed in your house
You cannot reach me

'Cause I'm like the wind, I'm changing my ways
I'm not the one who stays on one place
Oh you cannot reach me, oh no
Oh you cannot reach me

And many times I fall in love
I was crying and laughing
When they broke my heart yeah
Now I'm changed and I'm so cool
If you wanna try, you'll see
You'll see that I'm not that fool, oh no
I'm not that fool, oh no


W gorącej fali zanurzasz się
Beznamiętnie, swobodnie aż do dna
Twe dłonie błądzą nieprzytomne
Smakują niedotykalny świat

W mieście podwodnym wszystko inne jest
Inny odnajdziesz w sobie stan
Wolno odradzasz się, odnawiasz głód
W podwodnym, jednym z wielu miast

Ta wolność, która wibruje w nas
Nieugięta, aczkolwiek czasem śni
Jak echo wraca każdego dnia
By w zwątpieniu dodać nowych sił

W mieście podwodnym wszystko inne jest
Inny odnajdziesz w sobie stan
Wolno odradzasz się, odnawiasz głód
W podwodnym, jednym z wielu miast

W gorącej fali zanurzasz się
Beznamiętnie, swobodnie aż do dna...


Water's dripping from the trees

I'm waiting in my car
I'm biding all my time in memories
I see a man passing by
He smokes a big cigar
Probably there's something
He needs to tell me

Oh take my soul with you
I'm going away
Take my soul with you

Oh I think I've already heard his voice
Oh I know I've seen his face someplace before
There is something going on
His face all deadly pale
And wrinkled shows some kind of fear
He seems not to be asking
But demanding

Oh take my soul with you
I'm going away
Take my soul with you

I feel he's got the saddest thing to say
The saddest thing to say
The old musician - he won't play again
The old musician - no piano playing
I feel there's something going on
I'm hearing bells all around me

Oh take my soul with you
I'm going away
Take my soul with you