Kurwy wędrowniczki.

Bodajże rok szkolny 2008/09(?)

Nadejście tak długo oczekiwanego białego puchu,

trafiło w idealnym momencie,

zdecydowanie lepszy okres, tak różniący się od szarych poranków przelanych rosą i haotycznym snem.

Czarne skarpety? Na razie podziękuję.

Kawa czy herbata? Czekolada.

Poślizg? I dobrze!

Nie powiem 'nie' miedzianym tworom wyobraźni.

Imaginacja rozkwita... czas na exodus.

Jose Gonzalez - Heartbeats:

PLaY!

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hats and then away

Both under influence
We had defensin
To know what to say
I need some razorblade

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldnt be good enough
For me, no

One night of magic rush
The star just simple touch
One night to push up stream
And then relieve

Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldnt be good enough
For me, no

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldnt be good enough

And you
You knew you had to fight different
And you
Kept us away with wolf teeths
Sharing different heartbeats
In one night

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldnt be good enough
For me, no

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldnt be good enough

'Noc na magiczny zryw
Prosty dotyk na początek
Noc na ruch ciał i krzyk
I uspokojenie..'

There're two little words I'm not able to say,

but this is what I can tell you today,

Though I can't say those words to you tonight

please enjoy with me, because I feel someday I might.