Nasze Polskie Kwiaty Melbourne 2024
The Polish Association in Melbourne invites everyone who sings, dances, plays instruments and recites, aged 1-100, to participate in the concert and present their talents. Artists who decided to apply by e-mail info@naszepolskiekwiaty.org.au or by phone 0491 035 342.
This year's concert will take place 18 on the 18th of August 2024 in Domu Polski Albion and on 25th of August in Dom Polski Syrena Rowville.
Participation in the concert is free and at the end we will all sing this song:
They marked this point on earth together
There were so many of them that no one could count
Let there be a tower - a pyramid of dreams
Someone thought, and then a scream broke the silence
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
Although different words, different skin colors
If only I could find myself in an extraterrestrial sphere
Where are the mountain peaks, where among the clouds
You can face God himself face to face
Stairway to paradise
Cain wanted to be there and Abel
People without countries
The nameless builders of the Tower of Babel
We live in different parts of the earth now
Everyone has their center of the world somewhere else
But the Tower of Babel is always a dream
High enough to touch the stars in our dreams
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
Although different words, different skin colors
If only I could find myself in an extraterrestrial sphere
Where are the mountain peaks, where among the clouds
You can face God himself face to face
Stairway to paradise
Cain wanted to be there and Abel
People without countries
There were so many of them that no one could count
Let there be a tower - a pyramid of dreams
Someone thought, and then a scream broke the silence
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
Although different words, different skin colors
If only I could find myself in an extraterrestrial sphere
Where are the mountain peaks, where among the clouds
You can face God himself face to face
Stairway to paradise
Cain wanted to be there and Abel
People without countries
The nameless builders of the Tower of Babel
We live in different parts of the earth now
Everyone has their center of the world somewhere else
But the Tower of Babel is always a dream
High enough to touch the stars in our dreams
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
Although different words, different skin colors
If only I could find myself in an extraterrestrial sphere
Where are the mountain peaks, where among the clouds
You can face God himself face to face
Stairway to paradise
Cain wanted to be there and Abel
People without countries
The nameless builders of the Tower of Babel
Like nomads without countries and roots
We are looking for you in the catacombs of big cities
There we will find the shadows of the Tower of Babel
In the underground of the subway we can touch the stars
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
We will write a template for fulfilled dreams
Because the countdown always ends at zero
Above the mountain peaks, above the clouds
Flying into space is not difficult in our era
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
We will write a template for fulfilled dreams
Because the countdown always ends at zero
Above the mountain peaks, above the clouds
Flying into space is not difficult in our era
Stairway to paradise
Cain wanted to be there and Abel
People without countries
The nameless constructors of the tower
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
Although different words, different skin colors
On the horizon of the sky in the extraterrestrial sphere
No mountains of your own, somewhere among the clouds
He will hear us when we say the word...
I believe
Like nomads without countries and roots
We are looking for you in the catacombs of big cities
There we will find the shadows of the Tower of Babel
In the underground of the subway we can touch the stars
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
We will write a template for fulfilled dreams
Because the countdown always ends at zero
Above the mountain peaks, above the clouds
Flying into space is not difficult in our era
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
We will write a template for fulfilled dreams
Because the countdown always ends at zero
Above the mountain peaks, above the clouds
Flying into space is not difficult in our era
Stairway to paradise
Cain wanted to be there and Abel
People without countries
The nameless constructors of the tower
We will build a tower
I believe, I believe, I believe...
Although different words, different skin colors
On the horizon of the sky in the extraterrestrial sphere
No mountains of your own, somewhere among the clouds
He will hear us when we say the word...
I believe