Dzieje - Timing

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=73Kk7hltEwQ

The ball of wool

Two knitting needles

Rub against each other

To spin the plot

Of woollen mementoes

The warm room

You and I

Outside the wind and heavy rain

And here

Timing is good

In this manual acrobatics

There's more love than

In smiles and tears

Where every stitch

Interlocks our souls

Our eyes

Our lips

Our hair

I know

I think I know

With such a sweater on

Man is

Immune to bad fate

And to frosts

And to silly geese

To make me shine

And glitter in the sun

Please weave a golden thread

In the fabulous pattern

My Penelope

Our little Ithaca

Is not a kingdom

But it's rich with peace and quiet

Home

And your agile fingers

Which make every stitch

Interlock our souls

Our eyes

Our lips

Our hair

And I know

To penetrate the essence of the ball of wool

I take out the thought

As clear as day

That every thread has two ends

I always have one with me

When I walk through the world's labyrinth

And I have no fear at all

My Ariadne

For I know

You are on the other end

And we'll never get lost

In the fog

As long as the thread is

So do keep making every stitch

Interlock our souls

Our eyes

Our lips

Our hair

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