Lubię ten czas, gdy do siebie nam blisko.
Lubię, że już nie wstydzimy się słów.
Lubię gdy o zmierzchu rozpalisz ognisko
Oświetlisz, co kryje się w nas.
Pytasz mnie, jak żyć i co ma sens
Gdy ja spytać chcę o to samo.
A tysiącletni dąb odpowiedź zna,
Ale cicho zasypia nad nami
Lubię ten czas, gdy nam blisko do siebie.
W trawie na wznak, gdzie nie znajdzie nas nikt.
Wtedy żal, że nigdzie na bezkresnym niebie
Nie ma innych nas, co kochają się tak…
Pytasz, czemu to tak krótko trwa,
Gdy ja spytać chcę o to samo
Tysiącletni dąb odpowiedź zna,
Ale cicho zasypia nad nami.
A thousand years, a thousand more
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs, to a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a milllion breaths
A million names but only one truth to face
(I still love you)
A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten years of uncertainty
I could speak a million lies, a million songs
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Then following this single point, this single flame
The single haunted memory of your face
I still love you
I still want you
A thouand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
I may be numberless, I maybe innocent
I may know many things, I may be ingnorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune’s child to judge another’s crimes
Or wear this pilgrim’s cloak, or be a common theif
I’ve kept this single faith, this one belief
I still love you
I still want you
A thouand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
‘Til you love me