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Petr Vořešák indie / České Budějovice

„Vědět co chci, tak už to dávno mám...“

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Text skladby Flying


z alba I was living in a zevltown

Autor hudby: Petr Vořešák
Autor textu: Petr Vořešák

Flying, flying

birds in the deepest blue,

How I wish, how I wish I flew just once with you.

Outstretching my heavy hands towards the shadowless sky.



Flying, flying

birds up above our heads,

How I wish, how I wish I broke these tight close threads,

And instead of treading the ground just easily fly.



How many times you’d like to fly?

Leave the heavy ground and once reach the highs?

But instead of wings you’ve got just two hands,

That keep you down as two thick strands.



Flying, flying

birds where a fresh wind blows

How I wish, how I wish I hid from my own shadows

In the shoreless and bottomless sky where the sun is so nigh,



Flying, flying,

Birds you are far and far,

If I were If I were lighter just as you are,

I'd take of my iron chains and tell them good bye.



How many times you’d like to fly?

Leave the heavy grounds and once reach the highs,

But instead of wings you’ve got just two hands,

That keep you down as two thick strands.

There is a lot these hands are tying.

Cause that’s not the world

That you can fly in.