Night in the Middle of a Day :: musical - Jarek Kordaczuk
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Night in the Middle of a Day Musical Sceenplay: Anna Dramowicz Direction: Agnieszka Kołodyńska Music and lyrics: Jarek Kordaczuk Commissioned by Music Cultural Centre Anna Dramowicz Musical content Night in the Middle of a Day A musical is intended for young people, their parents and various educational environments. It is the story about growing-up, lost and found love. Its aim is to show the problem of addictions taking into account both psychological background (including situation of families) as well as effects on the addicts and co-addicts, the possibility and necessity of help. Using music, light and dance, words telling about feelings and experiences  intensively affect the imagination of the audience, evoke reflections and stay in memory. Musical content refers to the everyday experiences of young people and adults, asks questions about the balance between duties towards family, wards, yourself and relax or other free time activities. It tells about dreams and reality; it makes you think about your relations and the time we are given. Musical website: www.nocwsrodkudnia.pl   Night in the Middle of a Day. "Together". Karol (Adam Leczycki) and Kasia (Ewa Sawczuk) Authors Authors of the musical are artists from Olsztyn: Anna Dramowicz - screenplay, Jarek Kordaczuk - music and lyrics,  Agnieszka Kołodyńska - adaptation, direction and choreography, Alicja Chodyniecka - Kuberska - stage design,  Maciej Remiszewski - choreography Basia Raduszkiewicz and Małgorzata Wawruk -vocal arrangement of the youth; Consultation: dance - Karolina Felska, addiction - Krzysztof Rubas; we were helped by lots of people for whom the common good is important.     Night in the Middle of a Day. The scene of the second talk with daughter . Kasia (Agata Maliszewska) and daughter (Karolina Rubas) Performers Performers during the premiere, December 2006 Kasia - Agata Maliszewska, Ewa Sawczuk Karol - Adam Leczycki, Daughter - Karolina Rubas, Matylda Stanejko Angel - Natalia Buczek, Karina Chomicz Devil - Piotr Janik Kasia's angels - Agata Dramowicz, Kinga Wójcik Karol's angels  - Bartek Tokarczyk, Jarek Tokarczyk Daughter's angels - solo dance in "Dreams" and "Conversation" -  Patrycja Grzywińska Devil's guards - Aleksandra Konicz, Anna Kozakiewicz Solo dnce in  "Coffee" - Joanna Chmielewska, Paulina Łoś Vocal dance group: Monika Bark, Ola Bekiesza, Natalia Buczek, Joanna Chmielewska, Karina Chomicz, Joanna Dobrzyńska, Natalia Grzywińska, Hanna Herbst, Piotr Janik, Sylwia Jarzyńska, Karolina Jurga, Ola Konicz, Anna Kozakiewicz, Ola Krawczyk,  Adam Leczycki, Milena Łapińska, Paulina Łoś, Agata Maliszewska, Malwina Nowak, Karolina Rubas, Ewa Sawczuk, Matylda Stanejko, Ada Wieczorek, Sandra Wilczewska, Mateusz Wilczewski, Magda Zakrzewska, Łukasz Załęski, Natalia Żukowska Children's group:  Karolina Czuba, Agata Dramowicz, Patrycja Grzywińska, Agata Nowosad, Daria Pawłowska, Patrycja Szczepanek, Bartek Tokarczyk, Jarek Tokarczyk, Agnieszka Tomkowska, Kinga Wójcik Violin solo (recording): Martyna Pastuszka   Night in the Middle of a Day. "Memory". Daughter (Matylda Stanejko) with vocal dance group Umbrella (2) Jarek Kordaczuk Umbrella One more look in the mirror Not that there is anything interesting there I need to take my keys and my coat I need to check if the doors are locked Now to the elevator, quickly not to be late I am almost there, but there is his voice It is warm and he is taking his hands out of his pockets And I think he is smiling now So maybe I should go back to get the umbrella It always rains when I do not take it The elevator with his warm voice and his smile is gone I will take another one Now it will show up empty for sure If it will show up at all Where are my damn keys, I lost them again And where is the umbrella? My keys, my umbrella, everything in place One more look in the mirror, just to check Eyes in the mirror seem to ask Why did I run away again, so silly It was because of the umbrella I am sure Or because of my keys, or my purse Or maybe because or that everlasting fear The one in big eyes in the mirror The one coming down like tears Like there is something he is sorry for Like there is something he is sorry for One more sip of cold, morning coffee My keys, my coat and one more look in the mirror I think I will leave the umbrella after all Before the voice in the elevator will be back I will check locked doors one more time To make sure the emptiness of my home is safe I press the button and I wait listening For someone?s breath bouncing off the walls And what if the nice voice will come back? Then, the keys, and the coat, and the umbrella again I am sick of this waiting already. Waiting for an elevator to come. Coffee (4) Jarek Kordaczuk Coffee One coffee is not the end of the world One coffee does not mean anything Even if you have it with someone very nice One coffee is not the end of the world One short conversation cannot change anything So why is the heart beating so fast? Maybe it is warning from this one coffee, maybe Maybe it is afraid of the conversation getting too nice, maybe And maybe it is beating so fast just because To go or not to go, that is the question Someone else used to ask that question already, I think it was my mom. Asked just to stay in the same, grey, every day routine I think I am overreacting It is just one talk And one talk cannot change anything Even if it does, he?s a boyfriend not a husband. Maybe there will be future coffees and talks Maybe he will be nice and I will be happy Maybe we will spend every day together There will be flowers and there will be kisses Parks, theaters, movies and concerts But none of them mine, even though I want to play I have rehearsals and important exams I have so many plans for upcoming days I want to spend my time on these And if this coffee will make my world fall apart If this talk will change everything Then it is better to stop drinking coffee at all It is better not to talk with anyone nice It is better to check all your days as busy And it is better to stop listening to your heartbeat stop listening to your heartbeat stop listening to your heartbeat Love (5) Jarek Kordaczuk Love (He) To speak Languages (She) would you like to? (He) I think so. To see the future bright (She) I would like that too (He) And to know all the secrets The entire world, and the universe This star and the other one And you, And to be able to move the mountains (She) The stars, and the mountains and me? (He) And to believe that there is someone up there Sketching my path and yours and then one that is only ours (She) And Let him find a path for our dreams too. (He) We will find it We will find it There is time for everything (She) I will be patient and you will be good for me You will not be jealous And I will not nag you Maybe just a little bit whenever you are boasting, or when you are bragging (He) I will not (She) Yes, I know (He) And I will not wear these green pants which you do not like so much . I guessed that I will not cuss And I will not lie (She) It will not be easy (He) Do you believe? (She) Yes. And I want it. I want to say ?I do? when you ask me And I want to hear ?I do? when you say it Later I want to be by your side And take the same path Even if it would go through the world?s highest mountains I always want to believe in us I want to never lose hope I even want to like your green pants (He) If I spoke languages, but had no love in me I would be like copper coins or like an empty drum even if I knew our future, nothing good would come of this If I did not have love, hope and faith, All those three The most important of which I give to you today. Nursery Rhyme (6) Jarek Kordaczuk Nursery Rhyme Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other. What kind of ink are they using? Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond Bright yellow sun looks from the cloud Will that love be great? Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other. What kind of ink are they using? Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond They write and count to get a clue How much strength they need? The guess is on you Dreams (7) Jarek Kordaczuk Dreams I counted your first steps Your first trips from Mom to there Today you make so many steps You could even reach the North Pole I remember your first words Your first thoughts you shared with me Today you know at least a thousand words You will soon start writing poems I held my breath when for the first time You grabbed my finger Today your handshake is so graceful And soon you will give someone your hand forever I still remember my surprise When I heard your first ?I want to do it myself? And soon you do so many things Some of them better than your mom Your first smile was like A love confession with no words Today you?ve learned so many feelings To soon be ready to find your happiness When I look at you, I believe That the world can be beautiful and happy And that what it is worth is up to us Because otherwise, why would we be here at all? Medication (8) Jarek Kordaczuk Medication Every illness is bad He (that is me) has medications. Even though it is not a pharmacy, nobody complains. He will talk to you, he will give a diagnosis He will prescribe a medication and its dosage. Each medication tastes good. Nobody will spit it out after trying it It is enough to want it, to have it. It is enough For every fear a proven medication He also has something for your anger For her pain he has lots of solutions too For every blues he will find a cheer-up There is also something to help with your stress For too much work ? a relief is on the way He has vitamins for bad times Essence of happiness for every depression Some good tips for bad health To have some style ? there is a way For bad luck troubles ? he will make it vanish Do not be afraid he is with you Do not worry boys he remembers about you Girls do not cry he will cheer you up He loves you all as his own children and he heals, and heals and heals you all. Conversation (10) Jarek Kordaczuk Conversation   You sometimes ask how it is going I avoid your eye Maybe I would like to talk, But I do not know what about What am I supposed to say anyway? Whatever I come up with, it is wrong It is wrong that I talk, It is wrong that I do not You do not even listen, anyway Why do you keep asking I you do not want to know the truth How can someone who is always busy Understand what boredom is? You still want me to drink milk And be good, and a big girl You want me to have big plans And grow up in your eyes When you ask me what am I waiting for ? Your mocking voice possibly Which will tell me exactly why I am the way I am I know you have a hard time too So I do not want to bother you With my failures Who will believe that I try, if I never succeed? Please stop asking me How is it going Who cares anyway I do not even feel like crying So let's just postpone the conversation It Works (11) Jarek Kordaczuk It Works Why should it hurt if does not have to Why should you suffer days and nights Why should you moan, and cry and miss If you could love, and love, and love Why all the torment and all despair Why would you put on a sour face Why would you mourn for days and days If you can play, and play and play (Chorus) It works works works You just have to want and believe it works works works that is the whole deal Why would you think and analyze Why would you ponder and make predictions Why would you have nightmares If you can live and live and live Why lose a game with your own faith Why wear a chip on your shoulder Why would you nurture your own weakness If you could dance and dance and dance (Chorus) It works works works... Why would you always be alone Why would you hide your regrets Why constantly be afraid If you could laugh and laugh and laugh Why would you always try to meet a deadline Why would you always end up with too much Why would you always stay in the corner If you can take and take and take (Chorus) It works works works... why be bored if you do not have to why would you work all days and nights why do you always waste your time if you can join us As Usual (12) Jarek Kordaczuk As Usual I like a usual life Because it is so usual So mine Always different Usually I know that sometimes it is a storm And sometimes the cloudy skies Sometimes the fog so thick That only wind is colder And the wind sometimes so strong That blows all your hopes away And throw them some place far away It is hard to find them when it is over But afterwards it is always sunny A walk, houses, you and others And all the voices And wind so warm And hope smells nice so close And in the evening maybe movies Or getting silly with the kids Always new, different As usual I like a walk in the park I like talks with my friends I love tomatoes I like strawberries and raspberry syrup And I like reading poetry Me, I like my MP3 songs I love movies on DVD I like sailing, and camping with friends I does not matter that sometimes you have a bad night Does not matter that sometimes a bad dream comes That sometimes you worry yourself sick Or you are scared so much, it hurts And that the resignation keeps coming back And bad darkness Thick and heavy It takes your faith in light to come But the morning is bright again The sun, the window, you and a coffee Your happy voice I hear when you?re shaving The kids get silly again And rushing to work again The faith is back, in light and warm wind And in the evening something else Or the same thing As usual I like to like my usual life Because it is so usual So mine Always different Usually Together (15) Jarek Kordaczuk Together (Kasia) Does it have to be that way That every man is an island With the sign on its shore saying: Private property, no entrance Has it always been like that, Or it just started out of nowhere? (Karol) How did it happen, that your voice That voice that used to make me tremble Now I listen to with no emotion As it echoes around the house I do not understand how that happened, But I do not say anything about it (Kasia) Since we are playing hide and seek Why do we not try to get discovered Somewhere behind the closet maybe Or in the attic, some dark corner? I know I always have been scatterbrained And you often lose your slippers (Together) How to find each other between all the furniture By accident touch each other?s back at the balcony So we can see the whole wide world How sun touches the stars at the horizon How Gerda runs where her Kay is It is easier to go through life together Hold each other tight when it is dark When we slip, every step we take Or when the wind makes us almost fall It is easier to find the light together It is easier to say I love you It is easier to understand the road It is easier to hear someone?s lost voice In the kitchen or under the bed To hear the echo of the promise made at the altar In health and sickness Always together Memory (16) Jarek Kordaczuk Memory I almost forgot the sound of laughter Tears are for me like behind thick fog I cannot recall what joy is And even sadness means nothing any more Where there were tears, now there is only pain Where there was laughter, now there is only shame Pain and shame, only those two I almost forgot all beloved faces Thickening fog covered your expressions Some random words are left in my thoughts And the remains of the familiar smell that used to welcome me after opening the door Where there were faces, now there is only shame Where there were words, now there is only pain Pain and shame, only those two (Happy Birthday) Can you learn to cry all over again? Learn how to laugh one more time? Hear enough words to be able to talk again? Sense the smell again and make the fog go away? Will there be tears where now is only pain? Will there be laughter where now is only shame? Pain and shame ? I will not forget those two The Song of an Angel (17) Jarek Kordaczuk The Song of an Angel It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing It does not matter that you do not believe. It is nothing It does not matter that you do not ask. It is nothing It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing It does not matter that you often do not hear me It does not matter that you do not want to talk to me I am by your side I am by your side It does not matter that you avoid me when it is bright But at night you ask me to stay till dawn I am by your side I am by your side It does not matter that sometimes you do not know why at all I am here I am by your side because that is what I am for To be by your side It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing It does not matter that you already have other friends and that you do not even need me any more I am by your side I am by your side It does not matter that you do not want to ask anymore that you do not feel my presence anymore I am by your side I am by your side It does not matter that you do not even believe in me anymore just like you do not believe in yourself I am by your side because that is what I am for to be close to you I am by your side because I believe in you and nothing will take my faith away I am by your side to tell you that you are free and that you can fill every day with a new hope. And I will be by your side to guard you and to protect your body and soul nothing better could have happend to me than to be by your side It does not matter that sometimes you do not know why at all I am here I am by your side because that is what I am for To be by your side Experimental music Installations Coral music Solo pieces Improvised music Acousmatic music Electronic Music Monoctone Pieces for children Jarek Kordaczuk mp3 Dark Energy Agnieszka Kołodyńska Pantomime Electroacoustic music Vocal-instrumental music Instrumental Music Musical interpretations of fairy tales Compositions Adam Smoczyński Sacred Music EWI ProForma Theatrical music Jan Brzechwa Julian Tuwim Sebastian Wypych Poetic song Sung poetry Jarosław Kordaczuk Arrangements Videoclips Animations Titelituralia Onomatopeic compositions Theatre of Sound A Room Full of Fairy Tales Children's Art Centre Cezary Konrad Krzysztof Herdzin Basia Raduszkiewicz Music for children

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Night in the Middle of a Day

Musical

Sceenplay: Anna Dramowicz
Direction: Agnieszka Kołodyńska
Music and lyrics: Jarek Kordaczuk
Commissioned by Music Cultural Centre Anna Dramowicz

Prologue
Umbrella
Disco
Coffee
Love
Nursery Rhyme
Dreams
Medication
Masks
Conversation
It Works
As Usual
In Fumes
Choir of Myths
Together
Memory
The Song of an Angel
Epilogue
Night in the Middle of a Day

A musical is intended for young people, their parents and various educational environments.

It is the story about growing-up, lost and found love. Its aim is to show the problem of addictions taking into account both psychological background (including situation of families) as well as effects on the addicts and co-addicts, the possibility and necessity of help.

Using music, light and dance, words telling about feelings and experiences  intensively affect the imagination of the audience, evoke reflections and stay in memory.

Musical content refers to the everyday experiences of young people and adults, asks questions about the balance between duties towards family, wards, yourself and relax or other free time activities. It tells about dreams and reality; it makes you think about your relations and the time we are given.

Musical website: www.nocwsrodkudnia.pl
 
Night in the Middle of a Day. "Together".
Karol (Adam Leczycki) and Kasia (Ewa Sawczuk)


Jarek Kordaczuk







Umbrella


One more look in the mirror
Not that there is anything interesting there
I need to take my keys and my coat
I need to check if the doors are locked
Now to the elevator, quickly not to be late
I am almost there, but there is his voice
It is warm and he is taking his hands out of his pockets
And I think he is smiling now

So maybe I should go back to get the umbrella
It always rains when I do not take it
The elevator with his warm voice and his smile is gone
I will take another one

Now it will show up empty for sure
If it will show up at all
Where are my damn keys, I lost them again
And where is the umbrella?

My keys, my umbrella, everything in place
One more look in the mirror, just to check
Eyes in the mirror seem to ask
Why did I run away again, so silly

It was because of the umbrella I am sure
Or because of my keys, or my purse
Or maybe because or that everlasting fear
The one in big eyes in the mirror
The one coming down like tears
Like there is something he is sorry for
Like there is something he is sorry for

One more sip of cold, morning coffee
My keys, my coat and one more look in the mirror
I think I will leave the umbrella after all
Before the voice in the elevator will be back
I will check locked doors one more time
To make sure the emptiness of my home is safe
I press the button and I wait listening
For someone?s breath bouncing off the walls

And what if the nice voice will come back?
Then, the keys, and the coat, and the umbrella again
I am sick of this waiting already.
Waiting for an elevator to come.


Jarek Kordaczuk







Coffee

One coffee is not the end of the world
One coffee does not mean anything
Even if you have it with someone very nice

One coffee is not the end of the world
One short conversation cannot change anything
So why is the heart beating so fast?

Maybe it is warning from this one coffee, maybe
Maybe it is afraid of the conversation getting too nice, maybe
And maybe it is beating so fast just because

To go or not to go, that is the question
Someone else used to ask that question already, I think it was my mom.
Asked just to stay in the same, grey, every day routine

I think I am overreacting
It is just one talk
And one talk cannot change anything
Even if it does, he?s a boyfriend not a husband.

Maybe there will be future coffees and talks
Maybe he will be nice and I will be happy
Maybe we will spend every day together

There will be flowers and there will be kisses
Parks, theaters, movies and concerts
But none of them mine, even though I want to play

I have rehearsals and important exams
I have so many plans for upcoming days
I want to spend my time on these

And if this coffee will make my world fall apart
If this talk will change everything
Then it is better to stop drinking coffee at all

It is better not to talk with anyone nice
It is better to check all your days as busy
And it is better to stop listening to your heartbeat
stop listening to your heartbeat
stop listening to your heartbeat


Jarek Kordaczuk







Love

(He) To speak Languages
(She) would you like to?

(He) I think so.
To see the future bright

(She) I would like that too

(He) And to know all the secrets
The entire world, and the universe
This star and the other one
And you,
And to be able to move the mountains

(She) The stars, and the mountains and me?

(He) And to believe that there is someone up there
Sketching my path and yours and then one that is only ours

(She) And Let him find a path for our dreams too.

(He) We will find it
We will find it
There is time for everything

(She) I will be patient
and you will be good for me
You will not be jealous
And I will not nag you
Maybe just a little bit whenever you are boasting, or when you are bragging

(He) I will not

(She) Yes, I know

(He) And I will not wear these green pants
which you do not like so much .
I guessed that
I will not cuss
And I will not lie

(She) It will not be easy

(He) Do you believe?

(She) Yes. And I want it.
I want to say ?I do? when you ask me
And I want to hear ?I do? when you say it
Later I want to be by your side
And take the same path
Even if it would go through the world?s highest mountains
I always want to believe in us
I want to never lose hope
I even want to like your green pants

(He)
If I spoke languages, but had no love in me
I would be like copper coins or like an empty drum
even if I knew our future, nothing good would come of this
If I did not have love, hope and faith,
All those three
The most important of which I give to you today.


Jarek Kordaczuk







Nursery Rhyme

Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other.
What kind of ink are they using?
Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond

Bright yellow sun looks from the cloud
Will that love be great?

Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other.
What kind of ink are they using?
Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond

They write and count to get a clue
How much strength they need?
The guess is on you


Jarek Kordaczuk







Dreams


I counted your first steps
Your first trips from Mom to there
Today you make so many steps
You could even reach the North Pole

I remember your first words
Your first thoughts you shared with me
Today you know at least a thousand words
You will soon start writing poems

I held my breath when for the first time
You grabbed my finger
Today your handshake is so graceful
And soon you will give someone your hand forever

I still remember my surprise
When I heard your first ?I want to do it myself?
And soon you do so many things
Some of them better than your mom

Your first smile was like
A love confession with no words
Today you?ve learned so many feelings
To soon be ready to find your happiness

When I look at you, I believe
That the world can be beautiful and happy
And that what it is worth is up to us
Because otherwise, why would we be here at all?


Jarek Kordaczuk







Medication

Every illness is bad
He (that is me) has medications.
Even though it is not a pharmacy, nobody complains.

He will talk to you, he will give a diagnosis
He will prescribe a medication and its dosage.
Each medication tastes good.
Nobody will spit it out after trying it
It is enough to want it, to have it.
It is enough

For every fear a proven medication
He also has something for your anger
For her pain he has lots of solutions too
For every blues he will find a cheer-up
There is also something to help with your stress
For too much work ? a relief is on the way
He has vitamins for bad times
Essence of happiness for every depression
Some good tips for bad health
To have some style ? there is a way
For bad luck troubles ? he will make it vanish

Do not be afraid he is with you
Do not worry boys he remembers about you
Girls do not cry he will cheer you up
He loves you all as his own children
and he heals, and heals and heals you all.


Jarek Kordaczuk







Conversation
 
You sometimes ask how it is going
I avoid your eye
Maybe I would like to talk,
But I do not know what about

What am I supposed to say anyway?
Whatever I come up with, it is wrong
It is wrong that I talk, It is wrong that I do not
You do not even listen, anyway

Why do you keep asking
I you do not want to know the truth
How can someone who is always busy
Understand what boredom is?

You still want me to drink milk
And be good, and a big girl
You want me to have big plans
And grow up in your eyes

When you ask me what am I waiting for ?
Your mocking voice possibly
Which will tell me exactly why I am the way I am


I know you have a hard time too
So I do not want to bother you
With my failures
Who will believe that I try, if I never succeed?

Please stop asking me How is it going
Who cares anyway
I do not even feel like crying
So let's just postpone the conversation


Jarek Kordaczuk







It Works

Why should it hurt if does not have to
Why should you suffer days and nights
Why should you moan, and cry and miss
If you could love, and love, and love

Why all the torment and all despair
Why would you put on a sour face
Why would you mourn for days and days
If you can play, and play and play

(Chorus)
It works works works
You just have to want and believe
it works works works
that is the whole deal

Why would you think and analyze
Why would you ponder and make predictions
Why would you have nightmares
If you can live and live and live

Why lose a game with your own faith
Why wear a chip on your shoulder
Why would you nurture your own weakness
If you could dance and dance and dance

(Chorus)
It works works works...

Why would you always be alone
Why would you hide your regrets
Why constantly be afraid
If you could laugh and laugh and laugh

Why would you always try to meet a deadline
Why would you always end up with too much
Why would you always stay in the corner
If you can take and take and take

(Chorus)
It works works works...

why be bored if you do not have to
why would you work all days and nights
why do you always waste your time
if you can join us



Jarek Kordaczuk







As Usual

I like a usual life
Because it is so usual
So mine
Always different
Usually

I know that sometimes it is a storm
And sometimes the cloudy skies
Sometimes the fog so thick
That only wind is colder
And the wind sometimes so strong
That blows all your hopes away
And throw them some place far away
It is hard to find them when it is over

But afterwards it is always sunny
A walk, houses, you and others
And all the voices
And wind so warm
And hope smells nice so close
And in the evening maybe movies
Or getting silly with the kids
Always new, different
As usual

I like a walk in the park
I like talks with my friends
I love tomatoes
I like strawberries and raspberry syrup
And I like reading poetry
Me, I like my MP3 songs
I love movies on DVD
I like sailing, and camping with friends

I does not matter that sometimes you have a bad night
Does not matter that sometimes a bad dream comes
That sometimes you worry yourself sick
Or you are scared so much, it hurts
And that the resignation keeps coming back
And bad darkness
Thick and heavy
It takes your faith in light to come

But the morning is bright again
The sun, the window, you and a coffee
Your happy voice I hear when you?re shaving
The kids get silly again
And rushing to work again
The faith is back, in light and warm wind
And in the evening something else
Or the same thing
As usual

I like to like my usual life
Because it is so usual
So mine
Always different
Usually


Jarek Kordaczuk






Together

(Kasia)
Does it have to be that way
That every man is an island
With the sign on its shore saying:
Private property, no entrance
Has it always been like that,
Or it just started out of nowhere?

(Karol)
How did it happen, that your voice
That voice that used to make me tremble
Now I listen to with no emotion
As it echoes around the house
I do not understand how that happened,
But I do not say anything about it

(Kasia)
Since we are playing hide and seek
Why do we not try to get discovered
Somewhere behind the closet maybe
Or in the attic, some dark corner?
I know I always have been scatterbrained
And you often lose your slippers

(Together)
How to find each other between all the furniture
By accident touch each other?s back at the balcony
So we can see the whole wide world
How sun touches the stars at the horizon
How Gerda runs where her Kay is

It is easier to go through life together
Hold each other tight when it is dark
When we slip, every step we take
Or when the wind makes us almost fall
It is easier to find the light together
It is easier to say I love you

It is easier to understand the road
It is easier to hear someone?s lost voice
In the kitchen or under the bed
To hear the echo of the promise made at the altar
In health and sickness
Always together


Jarek Kordaczuk







Memory


I almost forgot the sound of laughter
Tears are for me like behind thick fog
I cannot recall what joy is
And even sadness means nothing any more

Where there were tears, now there is only pain
Where there was laughter, now there is only shame
Pain and shame, only those two

I almost forgot all beloved faces
Thickening fog covered your expressions
Some random words are left in my thoughts
And the remains of the familiar smell
that used to welcome me after opening the door

Where there were faces, now there is only shame
Where there were words, now there is only pain
Pain and shame, only those two

(Happy Birthday)

Can you learn to cry all over again?
Learn how to laugh one more time?
Hear enough words to be able to talk again?
Sense the smell again and make the fog go away?

Will there be tears where now is only pain?
Will there be laughter where now is only shame?
Pain and shame ? I will not forget those two


Jarek Kordaczuk







The Song of an Angel

It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not believe. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not ask. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing

It does not matter that you often do not hear me
It does not matter that you do not want to talk to me
I am by your side
I am by your side

It does not matter that you avoid me when it is bright
But at night you ask me to stay till dawn
I am by your side
I am by your side

It does not matter that sometimes you do not know
why at all I am here
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
To be by your side

It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing
It does not matter that you already have other friends
and that you do not even need me any more
I am by your side
I am by your side

It does not matter that you do not want to ask anymore
that you do not feel my presence anymore
I am by your side
I am by your side

It does not matter that you do not even believe in me anymore
just like you do not believe in yourself
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
to be close to you

I am by your side because I believe in you
and nothing will take my faith away
I am by your side to tell you
that you are free and that you can fill every day
with a new hope.
And I will be by your side to guard you
and to protect your body and soul
nothing better could have happend to me
than to be by your side

It does not matter that sometimes you do not know
why at all I am here
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
To be by your side


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