słowa: Anita Lipnicka
muzyka: Robert Janson
the sun is rising ...
... golden streaks in the sky
in a handful of water
she's drowing leavings of the night
she's putting on white long dress
flowing like the morning haze
it's gonna be a lovely day ...
she's going to the garden
she's hiding there
she talks to the flowers
only they kmow all secrets of her soul
she gives them love care
they give her reason to be proud
lilys daisys rosemary
only you can understand
things imposibille to say
she's hiding in the garden
far away from yesterdays and tomorrows
once she used to cry
now her dreams are quite and plain
in the tender arms of green
she slowly learns how to forget
every lonely night is better
then pretending face to face
but sometimes it's so hard to take
she's hiding in the garden
she's gonna stay there for a while
( maybe longer ?)
leave her alone ... .
muzyka: Robert Janson
the sun is rising ...
... golden streaks in the sky
in a handful of water
she's drowing leavings of the night
she's putting on white long dress
flowing like the morning haze
it's gonna be a lovely day ...
she's going to the garden
she's hiding there
she talks to the flowers
only they kmow all secrets of her soul
she gives them love care
they give her reason to be proud
lilys daisys rosemary
only you can understand
things imposibille to say
she's hiding in the garden
far away from yesterdays and tomorrows
once she used to cry
now her dreams are quite and plain
in the tender arms of green
she slowly learns how to forget
every lonely night is better
then pretending face to face
but sometimes it's so hard to take
she's hiding in the garden
she's gonna stay there for a while
( maybe longer ?)
leave her alone ... .