DUTIES DREAM ABOUT ATOME PARAOLS
Today darker clouds on the sky
They're covering us with a dark and increasing wall.
Fools dream of atomic umbrellas
Before the blast hits the radioactive cloud
Misery is like an infectious illness in us
We eat among ourselves in a hateful dispute
Egoism as leprosy disfigures our souls
Be merciful to us, Almighty God!
Not for Poland you fight with power
At home, a draft of past slams the door loudly
And there is no longer the border of Good and Evil
Polish State ration that watches over us
So betrayal gives birth to a lie in the swamp of enslavement
Round night tables EU mirages
Under our feet they teardrop out the land of our Fathers and profane the Fatherland of the Altar
And they trade honor with our fate.
Blood and religion on the back of the east flank
Instead of reparating the German conscience
The silent cold heartless stone of contempt
Misery is like an infectious illness in us
We eat among ourselves in a hateful dispute
Egoism as leprosy disfigures our souls
Be merciful to us, Almighty God!
