poniedziałek, 16 czerwca 2014

I'm flying too close to the sun


When we were blowing like a flame
Under covers, night and day

You took me up so high
It felt like paradise
Breathing you in, breathing you out
We fell like shooting stars
But we weren't up too far
Nowhere to go but down

It was so beautiful before the fall
I'm flying too close to the sun
It was so beautiful before the fall
I'm flying too close to the sun
I was all yours, I felt the Earth turn
Shooting so high, too fast, I got burned
It was so beautiful, we fought the fall
I'm flying too close, I'm flying too close to the sun

Oh I miss you missing me
And all the things we'd never be

You took me up so high
It felt like paradise
Breathing you in, breathing you out
We fell like shooting stars
But we weren't up too far
Nowhere to go but down

It was so beautiful before the fall
I'm flying too close to the sun
It was so beautiful before the fall
I'm flying too close to the sun
I was all yours, I felt the Earth turn
Shooting so high, too fast, I got burned
It was so beautiful, we fought the fall
I'm flying too close, I'm flying too close to the sun

It's written in my heart
I'll always remember you, remember me
Together but apart
I'll always remember you, you set me free

czwartek, 5 czerwca 2014

Party girls don't get hurt

Party girls don't get hurt
Can't feel anything, when will I learn
I push it down, push it down

I'm the one "for a good time call"
Phone's blowin' up, they're ringin' my doorbell
I feel the love, feel the love

1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink

Throw em back, till I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier,
From the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, 
Feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, 
From the chandelier

And I'm holding on for dear life, 
Won't look down won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, 
Won't look down won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight

Sun is up, I'm a mess
Gotta get out now, gotta run from this
Here comes the shame, 
Here comes the shame

1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink

Throw em back till I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, 
From the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, 
Feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, 
From the chandelier

And I'm holding on for dear life, 
Won't look down won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light,
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, 
Won't look down won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight


Idealna. Słowo w słowo.

wtorek, 20 maja 2014

I'm growing old.

I wanna live
I wanna give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
It's these expressions I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind, it's such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

Keep me searching for a heart of gold
You keep me searching and I'm growing old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
I've been a miner for a heart of gold


Ale serce ze złota nie istnieje.

czwartek, 24 kwietnia 2014

It's not my little life that you want to share.

It's not my little life that you want to share,
I was not enough too many times
and now I'm scared.
I have built a solid wall
it was so many years ago,
now you're cracking it.
It's not my little world that you want to see
I am nothing, so there's nothing
to surprise you with.
When you look at me that way, it falls to dust
and I don't care
you're taking over me

my heart is pounding in its cage
and I can't make it stop again.
My heart,
colder than a stone.

it's not my little life that you want to see
I can hear you,
but my eyes are still distracting me
when you look at me that way,
I cannot focus on your words,
you're dissolving me.
It's not my little world, that you want to share
I can see you,
but my mind still plays a different game,
when you talk to me like that
I cannot breathe, I can't escape
you taking over me.

my heart is pounding in it's cage
and I can't make it stop again.
My heart,
colder than a stone.

Be the blood in my veins,
the spark in my brain
and I'll do the same.

Be the dawn of my day,
the sun to my rain
and I'll do the same.

I'll do the same, just stay


Koniec z moim małym, naiwnym światem.
Pora dorosnąć.

czwartek, 3 kwietnia 2014

The fight inside is coursing through my veins.

Enemy 
Familiar friend 
My beginning and my end 
Knowing truth 
Whispering lies 
And it hurts again... 

What I fear 
What I try 
The words I say and what I hide 
All the pain 
I want it to end 
But I want it again 

And it finds me 
The fight inside is coursing through my veins 
And it's raging 
The fight inside is breaking me again 


It's breaking me 
It's breaking me 

I'm falling apart 
I'm falling apart


Trzy, dwa, jeden. Pora na zmiany.

poniedziałek, 31 marca 2014

Take it all away

You’ve stripped me down, the layers fall like rain 
It’s over now, just innocence and instinct still remain 
You watched me while I slowly disappeared 
I reached for you to save me, you were frozen in your fear 

Take it all away

Circling the pain inside my soul 
I reached inside your silence to steal what you won’t show 
I tried to find the answers in my fears 
But what was found is lost again as soon as it appeared 

Take it all away

I’m breaking
I can’t do this on my own 
Can you hear me screaming out, am I all alone? 

You take away

Nie wymagaj ode mnie czegoś, co jest niemożliwe.

środa, 12 marca 2014

W czyichże rękach byłem manekinem

W czyichże rękach byłem manekinem
dotychczas, jeźli kiedy nim mam zostać?
Czyli myśl czyja, gdy znaczy się czynem,
nie może wolą tegoż dziełu sprostać,
i mam się, jąwszy czyn, spłonić rubinem
wstydu, żem wziął na się cudzą postać?
Czyliż tak wszyscy cudzym kształtem żyją,
że już nie wierzą w nic, co w sobie kryją.
Może w nich nie ma nic i mówią przeto,
o ilem im podobny, że to mnie zaletą?