Abandoned ship bells

  Green grass of tunnel

  Nightly cares

  Now there's that fear again

  Oh, how the boat drifts

  The ballad of a broken birdie records

  The ghosts you draw on my back

  The island of children's children

  Weeping rock, rock

  We have a map of the piano

  Will the summer make good for all of our sins

Lyrics - Nieruchomości - Torebki