Edyta Geppert - Jaka róża taki cierń * ♥இڿڰۣ

She was angry when he slammed the door Crying inside, dry tears in her eyes She thought, well The same old story Here was their little piece of land Two meters per three, hired corner Maybe it sounds silly But at that moment she had nothing more than Three dozen of bad years What was hurting, already disappeared But pain was still there As morning, such day - no wonder As ocean, such shore - no wonder As bedding, such dreams - no wonder Nothing surprises me anymore As heart, such fear - no wonder As weakness, such sin - no wonder As pocket, such open-hand - no wonder Nothing surprises me anymore