Dorota : Ojciec

I see pictures of you smoking Mars
You are looking at the parking lot through the curtains
Is the car stationary?
So great, all-powerful
Today, small and pale as paper
Exhausted
The shore is bedding like a drowning razor you catch
But you're drowning anyway

Dad
It's summer already
But more like the end of winter
Your lips are blue like February in Gdynia
Watch your ship wait, it's time
Dad
Because it's more like the end of winter
I say stay a while, but you're already letting go of the ropes
I remember how you liked the forest and how you liked to laugh

In the hospital, with each chemo, your eyes look further and further
Through walls and curtains, although Megans have long been sold
Dad, what went wrong between us?
That you screamed and beat us until it hurt
I blame you, you got under my skin
I keep all this bottom data forever
In the DNA
It doesn't matter Dad

Because it's more like the end of winter
Your lips are blue like the Baltic Sea, like February in Gdynia
Watch your ship wait, it's time
Dad
Because it's more like the end of winter
I say stay a while, but you're already letting go of the ropes
I remember how you liked the forest and how you liked to laugh
Dad

Because it's more like the end of winter
Your lips are blue like February in Gdynia
I watch your ship disappear into the waves
Dad

Because it's more like the end of winter
I say: stay a while longer, but I don't have the strength
I know this is the last time we see each other
Dad