Szymon Zychowicz - Anna od cokołów

For changing into a bloom
what is not changeable
For all the sundowns and the all world
For the wind that flows
from the top for a hem of blue
For the depths of sea
and the call of the soul
Where is the harbour
Blessed by thy, blessed be thy
For eternal memory or pedestals
and the dance of the hawks
Their flight
For sudden ascension
and not fulfilling of the requests
For the fortune
Which changes the cold smile of mornings
and tenderness of lovers
Into a untouched dream To touch
Blessed be thy, blessed by thy
Tear in Your eye, sunflower, sunny tail fin
In the middle
of the fields
For one smart sight, for dividing the thoughts
Into half
For the redemption of my tears
And for assuring me that I won’t change my heart
Into stones
Thrown at the stake
Blessed be thy, blessed be thy
For a straight road into heaven when I shall be on the verge
Of my days
For every memory of heaven and memory of hell
For dreams that make me believe in miracles again
When the world does not
Forgets the prayers
To the king of two towers
Where stands His trone
.. blessed be thy...blessed be thy...