Mowilam, ze morze robi sie czerwone...

Zblizajacy sie wieczor i pusta plaza. Bez recznikow, bez ludzi, bez muzyki,

tylko ja odeszlam na chwile od baru.

Akurat wtedy Pan sprzatal plaze, grabil piasek itp.

A ze nie chcialam, aby jego wysilek byl na marne,

skakalam pomiedzy czescia zagrabiona, a ta jeszcze nie zaczeta.

Aby przjesc sie po plazy i zrobic to zdjecie ;)

Jesli ktos uzna, ze owy obrazek z czyms mu sie kojarzy, cos przypomina -

bedzie miec racje. Fakt, ze dawno, ale juz kiedys zamiescilam tutaj powyzsze molo.

Such a lonely day,
And it's mine.
The most loneliest day of my life.
Such a lonely day,
should be banned.
It's the day that I can't stand.

It's the most loneliest day in my life,
The most loneliest day in my life.

Such a lonely day,
shouldn't exist.
It's a day I'll never miss.
Such a lonely day,
And it's mine.
The most loneliest day in my life.

And if you go,
I wanna go with you.
And if you die,
I wanna to die with you.
Take your hand and walk away.

It's the most loneliest day in my life,
The most loneliest day in my life,
The most loneliest day in my life.

Such a lonely day,
And it's mine.
It's a day, that I'm glad I survived.