Durbaszka

It happens that time is going slower
It happens that you feel free from everyday duties
It happens that nobody is complaining about you
It happens that the people around are friendly

Should I forget my troubles?
Should I postpone my official dates?
Should I remember promises I've made?
Should I think about the past left behind?

Sitting outside the shelter
Having the sun over my head
Dreaming about the snow around
I'm sure I must be back in Durbaszka!

blanka@pg.gda.pl

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