[music: Potasz, Konarska, Bors; lyrics: Potasz]

To si³a, która blisko trzyma ciê...
To myœl, która rodzi siê, by chcian¹ byæ...

O prosi przyjdŸ...
przytul mnie...
I mów do mnie...
co s³yszeæ chcê.

To woda dla ust spragnionych
To rany koi i czerñ z serca roztapia
Powietrze dla p³uc opró¿nionych
Dla kochanków duchowych.

To w³aœnie mogê daæ Ci ja...

Bo nie mam nic, z tych ³atwych spraw...

I tak nie widzisz...
przecie¿ nic...
Musisz najpierw...
Otworzyæ oczy.

The power keeps you so very close
idea that's being born
just you loved me
I ask you : come
touch me now
and tell me, please
what I want to hear

It's water for lips sand dry
It soothes the wounds and melts the black side of heart
light air for your empty lungs
it's for spiritual lovers

Exactly that's what I can give
'cause I have not these simple things
you can see nothing
nothing more
open your eyes
just do it first

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