Paweł Szkołut
Travelling through the land of greyness
Travelling through the land of greyness
I look for the first flowers of spring
I am waiting
to meet what is going to happen
- a bright new day
a night filled with dreams
about the other shore
to which there spins a bridge of
faith
hope
love
there among the wild horses
we will go ahead
through the green hills and valleys
holding hands
to our eternal
destiny
2007
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