I close my eyes, only for a moment and the moment's
gone
All my dreams pass before my eyes a curiosity
Dust in the wind,
all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in the endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground though we refused to
see
Dust in the wind,
all we are is dust in the wind.
Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever, but the earth
and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind.
Everything is dust in the wind.
Tak mnie jakos naszlo po poscie Miriam 'The house of
the rising sun'.... Chwile potem uslyszalem w Trojce.
Dziwny ten piatek