Baťa & Kalábůf něžný beat - Víno pro kočího

Once they lead me from that bar I leave the rags on the hanger. And only a heart and calm hands a little crumpled ticket set aside in a jacket. And sparse clouds will float like birds in a sparse flock above the ground. They let me go through the darkroom developer on paper turns All the negatives of life sensitive film collects inside. Two more steps, look back and forth two more steps, that’s not how to die. In gentle landscapes, where winters do not last and the summers are just according to the calendar in gentle landscapes, where they will lead me I stroke your weeping cheeks in gentle landscapes The door to the room, the shutter clicks and only the last frame remains View from the window back and forth and the film rolls back into memories. In gentle landscapes, where winters do not last and the summers are just according to the calendar in gentle landscapes, where they will lead me I stroke your weeping cheeks. And wine And wine for a coachman And wine And wine