Africa.

I hear the drums echoing tonight
but she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say: "Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you" 

 Kocham. Kocham. Kocham.

Najlepsza piosenka ever.

Zasłuchuję się zamiast wkuwać niemiecki i czytać książkę na antropologię.

Dzień jeszcze młody.