Papierowe skrzydła [English translation]

A bird delighted him with its life

He was dreaming every day

To feel the wind, the fear on a face

To be free for a while,

To leave a letter, to flow down

To be free for a while

The world hurted to bloody wounds

He couldn't stand it longer

He found a roof, so high

That it touched white clouds

Silk scarf wrapped round his dreams

He was free for a while

Not stopped, he's fallen gently

A bird delighted him with its life

He was dreaming every day

He felt the wind, the fear on a face

He was free for a while,

He left a letter and flew down

He was free for a while

He felt the wind, the fear on a face

He was free for a while

He left a letter and flew down

• Artist:Myslovitz
• Album:Myslovitz