That’s how I think
In lazy hugs
They want to answer
To all your questions

Is it for me…
Is it for me…
Whether it’s love or not…
Is it for me…
Is it for me…
Whether it’s love or not…

You ask – I answer
You ask – I answer
You ask – I want to answer you

You ask – I answer
You ask – I answer
You ask – I want to answer you

Is it for me…
Is it for me…
Whether it’s love or not…
Is it for me…
Is it for me…
Whether it’s love or not…

Is she there for a while
Is she there for a while
Is she there for a while
Do you want it…

Go on
Tattoo me
I want you to see
Everything you say to me
Tattoo it on me
I want it
Tattoo everything
Word by word

You’ll find me on me
Myself and me
You will find yourself on me
When you get lost
A map is your map
I want to be yours
I’ll be your map
When you get lost…

Not loved ones
They want sleep
Their insomnia
Divides the raven

The Not Loved Are Watching
Not the loved ones want to sleep
The Not Loved Are Watching
Not the loved ones want to sleep

Not loved ones
Not loved ones
Not my dear…
Not my dear…

I’ll give my breath behind my shoulders
I’ll give the fragrance for your whisper
I’ll give my eyes for my eyes
Touch for touch yours

An eye for an eye
Word for Word
Touch for touch
Good night for the night

I’ll give my word for your word
I’ll give my life for your life
I’ll give goodnight for goodnight
My darling

I’ll give you a lips for your lips
I’ll give up nudity for your gaze
I’ll give you back, I love you for my love
Touch for touch yours

Eye… word… touch… eye…

I’ll give you a lips for your lips
I’ll give you eyes for your eyes
I’ll give a touch for your touch
My darling

I’ll give you a breath by the shoulders
I’ll give the fragrance for your whisper
I’ll give my eyes for my eyes
Touch for touch yours

I want to go to Europe again
Or even further to Buenos Aires
You can learn more by traveling
To travel, to travel is divine

You keep asking what I think about men
Oh sir, how curious you are
Naturally I think about men
But now I have to go to Buenos Aires

When they chose me as the mermaid of the sea
They invited me to the first class
They offered me champagne
I love champagne in Buenos Aires

Buenos Aires
Buenos Aires
Buenos Aires
Buenos Aires

Then you ask if I believe in astrology
Palmistry and horoscopes
All Other Sorcerers’ Affairs
And as for the astral bodies

So as far as astrology is concerned,
And let’s say astral bodies
Planets Jupiter and other objects
They enchant me,
But above all in Buenos Aires

In the meantime, I say goodbye, Mr. Journalist
And don’t forget to send
One hundred copies of the newspaper with an interview
I’ll give you an autographed photo

I want to go to Europe again
Or even further to Buenos Aires
You can learn more by traveling
To travel, to travel is divine

Buenos Aires
Buenos Aires
Buenos Aires
Buenos Aires

My enemy – this is how I pray
To be as loved as
How I love him
He loves me
My enemy
Don’t kill me…

I don’t know you
My enemy
You think I’m asleep
So let’s dream

My enemy – this is how I pray
To be as loved as
How I love him
He loves me
Then I know – you won’t kill me
I don’t believe that I have it
I’m About To Save You
My enemy
Don’t kill me
No no no no – it’s not me
It’s just you
My enemy
I love you…

Moon for dinner
Don’t tell me that
Suddenly you were surprised by hunger
And on the way you ate
What you can eat
Coming to me
Coming here

In Kazimierz Dolny, suddenly
I meet you
In Kazimierz Dolny
I want you
In Kazimierz Dolny
You bump into me
So I want to
Two moons to lift – two pumpkins

Help me embrace
These thoughts of mine
That escape me
To Janowiec – from there
It’s so hard to go back
Without your boat, so

In Kazimierz Dolny, suddenly
Meet me
In Kazimierz Dolny
Fulfill yourself
In Kazimierz Dolny, suddenly
Meet me
In Kazimierz Dolny

Each car is painted in three fiery paints
And three horse coats:
From the ceiling
From oak
From carrots

Madonnas twitched
And a retinue of a hundred horses
He took off with a hoof

They flash into the circle of manes
And the valances of the saddles
And the burning patterns of the car
Floral and laurel

And in every carriage vis a vis
Madonna and Madonna
In an unchanged pose he is stuck
From the child tilted

White horses
Antics
Black horses
Antics
Red horses
Antics

Magnificat!

And they in Leonard mir
In Raphael’s turnover
In round fires in rope cages
In the suburbs and Sundays

And in every car vis a vis
Madonna and Madonna
And you don’t know who sleeps
and which is inspired

Six horses
They
Six horses
They
Six horses
They
Twisted

Madonnas twitched
And a retinue of a hundred horses
He took off with a hoof
He took off with a hoof
He took off with a hoof
He took off with a hoof