kto ma uszy niech słucha. słowa nadeszły do mnie 1 sierpnia, w idealnej połowie roku. już nieskończenie będą mi się kojarzyć z tym, co ma nadejść. bo to co nas spotyka, przychodzi spoza nas.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it.
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
[1.08, motto objawione w singapurze, 2 zakręt na prawo, na skraju china town]
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