Joan Baez - For Sasha
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Here by my window in Germany
A morning bird flies close to me
On his wing I see a yellow star
The lights are on in the factory
The frost is hung on the linden tree
And I remember where we are
And I remember the holocaust
I remember all we lost
The families torn and the borders crossed
And I sing of it now for Sasha
A young German officer lies in his bed
Bandages from toe to head
A prisoner of the camps draws nigh
If you are Abel and I am Cain
Forgive me from my bed of pain
I know not why we die
It was I who ordered the building burned
The job was over and as I turned
A father and his son
Caught in the flames high above the ground
From cradled arms the boy looked down
One leap and their lives were done
And I remember the holocaust
I remember all we lost
The children gone and the borders crossed
And I sing of it now for Sasha
You in frozen streets of Heidelberg
Your youth unbearded takes form in words
And the ghosts of the past are kind
For this was your university
The years were long but the spirits free
And your river runs to the Rhine
The smoke filled taverns that you once roamed
With the discontented who d stayed at home
You must have whiskey or you ll die
The beer garden under the old chateau
Our faces now in the candle glow
See the memories how they shine
But you remember the holocaust
You remember all we lost
The families torn and the borders crossed
And we ll sing of it now for Sasha Inne utwory
Gulf winds Michael A song for David Song of Bangladesh Luba, the baroness Coconuts Honest lullaby In the morning light Blessed are Seabirds Rider, pass by Marriott, U.S.A. Children and all that jazz Only heaven knows Losowe utwory
Keep me steady
Dont rock me all around
Lord, I dont wanna fall down
Understand me
I wish this jet was off the ground
Look around you
And tell me what you see
Are you afraid or is it me?
I hope we make it
I hope we dont fall in the sea
And its gonna be an endless...
Shake your body
Lose your mind
We set our standards
In this world of mine
Let s do it do it once again
Let s do it do it one more time
Let s do it while the night is young
Don t keep, don t keep your distance
You look so good
You look so fine
The question is...
Love I am told is the deepest mystery
Harder to fathom than any sea
More precious than all the earth and sky
But nobody can tell you why
Give one heart
Get back two
That s the paradox of I love you
So when you give your heart
You get one too
That s the paradox of I love...
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Nieprawdopodobne przywiązanie
Do magii z żywą ziemską istotą
Niewiarygodne, niesamowite doznanie
Prawdopodobnie ukryte przesłanie
W pełni świadome, nieposkromione
Kliknięcie myszki, przybijam pionę
Bez zadyszki, wszystko w pokoju płonie
Co kupione, wypożyczone albo skradzione
Włamki, ej to nie Miodu
Frenchman metrowy z GrubSonem
Dźwięki przyjmuję, się delektuję
Pielęgnuję jej koronę
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[?] ścieżki wychodzone
Drogi odgrodzone, horyzonty poszerzone
Bo to miłość, która...
There is no turning back
From this unending path of mine
Serpent turning back
It stands before my eyes
To hell and back
It will lead me once more
It’s all i have as i stumble in
Out of grace
I...