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Graj± wspólnie z wiatrem jazz

A pod szóstymw oficynie

Czarny maxwell george bluesa gra



Białe panie mu mówiły:

I love you, i love you my george

Jeste¶ silny, jeste¶ męski

Niczym rockefeller george

Możesz grać i w manhattanie

Na afiszach czarny maxwell george



Aż raz blues się urwał nagle

Bo george'a, bo george'a trafił szlag

Tłum murzynów na pogrzebie

Z pasj± grał mu jazz

A na grobie napisali:

Dzi¶ maxwell george bluesa w niebie będzie grał.



When you get 

there and

you have time to spare-

write me and say

that you’re okay



Home’s not the same--

When you left

you took its name.

Home is us--

Not me alone.



I dance with ghosts now

You know them all.

I’m still in love

With what we were

(not what is now)



I live in the past

though we know

memory won’t last

candle flame- 

Tomorrow’s never the same

-------------------------------------- Break

And yes, I’m still

angry at you--

For taking

a precious thing

that belonged to we two



Leaving me,

you stole something

that wasn’t only yours—



We made it together

Not two hands, but four.



I believed 

we were forever



I believed

in nothing more.



Just me alone now

dancing

with our ghosts.



Since you left

I’ve learned to be

their perfect host.



I be-lieved 

we were forever

I be-lieved

in nothing more.



I dance with ghosts now.

You know them all

I’m still in love

With what we were

(not what is now)