More songs by Stanisław Soyka
Description
The wind here is gray-haired, but stubbornly young - sometimes gently caressing the fields, sometimes cutting through the forests with a sharp blade. Each breath is a reminder that time puts everything in its place: it entangles roads, confuses truths, but ultimately teaches patience and clarity. Storms become quieter, wounds heal, and even the most stubborn “I'm still so young” turns into calm acceptance. Music is like the breath of time - strict but wise.
Lyrics: J. Saigan
Composer: K. Debski