Krzysztof Zalewski - Ptaki

Forest, early summer
Time smells like lilies of the valley and there is plenty of it
You and me, what do you think
After all, the only thing that separates us is this table

The news threatens that they'll turn off sense tomorrow
I asked the birds about it, they laughed at me
I asked the birds about it, they said higher
They said higher, said fly
I asked how should I fly, they said bolder
They said bolder, they said fly
When I am higher I can see what separates us is not true

A world full of borders
Something like a glass of light or a forest door
The wall as that once stood in Berlin
It can split a city, but still can't be seen by the birds

The news threatens that they'll turn off sense tomorrow
I asked the birds about it, they laughed at me
I asked the birds about it, they said higher
They said higher, said fly
I asked how should I fly, they said bolder
They said bolder, they said fly

I asked the birds about it, they said higher
They said higher, said fly
When I am higher I can see what separates us is not true

I asked the birds about it, they said higher