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Windmill
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Windmill κυκλοφόρησε στις 12 Απριλίου 2019 από Wydawnictwo Agora ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Lowlight
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ΆλμπουμLowlight
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας12 Απριλίου 2019
ΕτικέταWydawnictwo Agora
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BPM90

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Lor
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paulina Sumera
Paulina Sumera
Lyrics
Julia Skiba
Julia Skiba
Composer

Στίχοι

Have you seen that man?
Broken pieces of his plan
Taken by the wind
To the place where you have been
Corner of the room
I think I saw your brother moon
He came out of the grey
He was sad, but that's okay
Windmill, are you still afraid of nothing?
Are you still afraid of something? (Is the wind still your friend?)
Are you still afraid of wind? (Is it you who command?)
Oh, Windmill, you're a place where I can cry
You're a place where I can lie (If I want, when I'm sad)
You're a place where I can die (when I'm tired, when I'm down)
Up, below, so far
Nothing happens in the dark
Are you still afraid?
There is nothing you should say
I saw your brother moon
I hope that you will see him soon
He'll take you with the wind
To the place where you have been
Windmill, are you still afraid of nothing?
Are you still afraid of something? (Is the wind still your friend?)
Are you still afraid of wind? (Is it you who command?)
Oh, Windmill, you're a place where I can cry
You're a place where I can lie (if I want, when I'm sad)
You're a place where I can die (when I'm tired, when I'm down)
Windmill, are you still afraid of nothing?
Are you still afraid of something? (Is the wind still your friend?)
Are you still afraid of wind? (Is it you who command?)
Oh, Windmill, you're a place where I can cry
You're a place where I can lie (if I want, when I'm sad)
You're a place where I can die (when I'm tired, when I'm down)
Running 'round the hall
Holding breath and holding soul
Blinded by the moon
Waiting for another noon
Hiding pride so fast
Like it happened in the past
Wind is blowing still
On the hill where you have been
Windmill, are you still afraid of nothing?
Are you still afraid of something?
Are you still afraid of wind?
Oh, Windmill, you're a place where I can cry
You're a place where I can lie
You're a place where I can die
Written by: Julia Skiba, Paulina Sumera
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