Not the world, not the people of my grief will raise
Seeing all the rumblings and the mockings
When the Purple watchmaker comes
I only have bitter words for the reptile
Sitting comfortably in chairs in front of the media
They don't think due to the fact that no 1 will commend them.
But erstwhile the bone is in their heads
They won't be ready for that.
And think erstwhile reason will fade
It will appear almost by the mouth erstwhile infirm
For the people this banner will begin to fall
No effect, no reflection in the head
'Cause it's only gonna get to their heads.
How they come to die and endure together
A moron can be known rapidly erstwhile he sells everything
And it's not about the mammoth of being erstwhile the value sold
In a drunken sight
The cross on the heavens is simply a sign of a fall,
How plebs don't realize changes around themselves
There will be no markets and stores,
Because Germany will take care of hunger and harsh history.
When you hang your face above the bowl
And watery soup you will feed on Poles,
Remember erstwhile you were big.
Poor before you, my dear countryman
The pot will be empty, no substance how
He took care of his destiny and tried to feed his family
You sold your Polishness and halt being surprised.
Sit on your feet, shut up, or you'll have to.
No one, but nobody's after you.
You put a coin on liars and traitors.
Shut up and be more honest, due to the fact that you were getting excited.
No pizza, no promises to the crowd
will not supply us with a large miracle
You're sitting there, and you're extinguishing due to the fact that there's nothing in the fridge.
You're a damn idiot due to the fact that it's the mirror.
Saturated venom from an electronic box
The legions have driven the mass crazy
Red theories were encouraging good
Now? Be damned, you can't afford anything.
Like Wozniak, singing about the watchmaker
Wait for your turn, idiot.
Perhaps you will say of your idol, Master!
But you'll change your will soon
At the end erstwhile you come back to your senses
There'll be nothing left to recover.
The size of your strategy is likely to shorten
And invitation you to die.
My dear brother and my sister
Sit down now erstwhile you can.
And think of our destiny in fact coming
To make Poles wise before harm
Not erstwhile Kostucha comes
Raise your sword erstwhile you request it.
Do not be afraid erstwhile dying around
Hit the enemy hard and hard
For this is the will and blessing of God.
