Michal Lukasz Weber
There are many good trees,
But I have one favorite tree...
Remember? When the sky was falling on our heads?
It protected us and gave us strenght.
There are many good windows,
But I have one special window...
The darkest darkness, the brightest light.
There are many good rivers,
But I have one favorite river...
You said 'I'll take you somewhere pretty',
Pretty? No! This place could be described only by a song.
There are many good roads,
But if I took any of those, I could've never realized,