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pogrzeb michaela.

DZISIAJ JEST GŁUPIE

i see the kids in the streets,
with not enought to eat
who am I to be blind?
pretending not to see their needs

a summer disregard,a broken bottle top
and a one man soul
they follow each other on the wind ya' know
'cause they got nowhere to go
that's why I want you to know

i'm starting with the man in the mirror
i'm asking him to change his ways
and no message could have been any clearer
if you wanna make the world a better place
take a look at yourself, and then make a change

wstawaj michael.

beat me, hate me
you can never break me
will me, thrill me
YOU CAN NEVER KILL ME

some things in life they just don't wanna see
but if Martin Luther was livin'
he wouldn't let this be

jego córka poryczała się do mikrofonu

zaśpiewali we are the world i heal the world

nie wierzę że jego tu już nie ma.

po prostu w to nie wierzę.

everyone's taking control of me
seems that the world's
got a role for me
i'm so confused
will you show to me
you'll be there for me
and care enough to bear me

(hold me)
(lay your head lowly)
(softly then boldly)
(carry me there)

(hold me)
(love me and feed me)
(kiss me and free me)
(i will feel blessed)

przecież miał dawać koncerty.

przecież miał czuć się dobrze.

nie tłumaczcie mi, wiem, wiem, wiem jak to było.

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