JESUSSIONS...

JESUSSIONS...

NIM ANGEL...

October undresses beech from golden ornaments

After the threshold November as question mark

How many more years... or hours?

To solve the last question...

I'm kneeling before you, Lord!

Our hearts are like candles in the wind

Satan Sets advanced hatred on the Church

And he stands between love.

I search the Lord ! in the prayer of courage and valour

I ask for the light of the Spirit in the darkness of doubt

I call my heart to be like a red tape

Your name will be a banner of conscience

Poland again surrounded by a tight ellipse of enemies

Divided by a lie of mammon and betrayal

O The cross struggles in a frathodic struggle

Poisoned propaganda with morbid venom...

We're inactive looking for freedom in our human way.

So we curse the dates of the incidental and the words...

We let each another take our identity and dignity

So a twisty and lying speech today

Then we must return to the harmony of the Spirit.

That sacred order that is rolling

When the next fall teaches us humility

Before an angel with a tender wing closes our eyes...

Touch me, Mr...

Touch me, Lord! Silence and silence

And the hand of the wind... the sun and the cloud

And the cold dew that silveres in the grass

When I go, Lord, the heart is simply a large step

Fall is simply a fog in the valleys

Before the sun scatters them

W Beskidach October bronze and gold

The braid of the forest over the stream

Under my eyes I carry landscapes

From the ridge of Kubalonka overlooking the valleys

The Occursed... The winding way of the heart

Counting down the toll march and the hours

Sometimes it's just a rash of sadness.

It'll attach a sharp spike of reminders.

The harmony of your Lord! We need

To save our intent and purpose

Days shorter on the way to the evening

Like Our Life Inscribed in Years

The west lies in a cool shadow

Before the night with the silver light gathered

And please, Lord, hold my head.

To the stars and the sky that you carry us

Our Father who art all around

Come your kingdom with our company...

Let's get them all over us...

Give me a hug, Lord!

The sunny wind that blows through the heart

And I'll be damned if my wings hurt in flight anymore.

Give me back religion and hope...

The thorns of Katynia let Angel pull

To keep Homeland from hurting so much

So that the heart may no longer complain

The deficiency of unity and soul and body

Lead me, Lord, with wind and cloud

♪ Through the blue sky ♪ ♪ Where your roads are ♪

And where it only leads to you

Love and Trust and God’s Law

Give me a hug, Mother!

My homeland full of colors and signs

Where are the blues like the sky

Where the most beautiful red of Polish poppies

And where in the chapels Mary and Jesus

They stand by the paths of our salvation

Where the destiny of the planet silent whisper of the rosary

And your will only changes...

May your good love comfort us

Queen of Poland ! and Lord of the Universe !

And the way of our lives

W Your kingdom is constantly in...