USR · 9 · 06:00–12:00

Muzyka Południa

Down the road, I met a man in red.

Looked at me like he wished I was dead.

As I got closer, he smiled and said…

"Will you make an honest deal with me?"

"I'm a fallen angel, got no cloud…"

"I can get back if I make God proud."

"Give me your soul, and as a reward…"

"Your wildest dreams will come through henceforth."

I said, "Your Lord ain't the one I know…"

The man vanished in a cloud of smoke.

Thought I did right, sending him away…

But on lonely nights, I regret it…