The voice of dodger's country - that's us, the Poles
The voice of the country without jobs - that's us, the Poles
Living here is fighting - that's us, the Poles
You know what it means - that's us, the Poles
Grizzling without vodka - that's us, the Poles
Constantly out of money - that's us, the Poles
Smart arses forever - that's us, the Poles
You know what it means - that's us, the Poles
Only few like us, most hate us
All are afraid of us, especially the Jews
The Pole will rob you, the Pole will catch you,
The Pole won't forgive you, only the Russians are worse.
We have here our Mexico that you have never dreamt of.
Believe me - it's the third world but I like my own environment.
Now children, repeat it, it's a new verse for you:
No motherfucker talks back to the Pole.
I prefer Polish shit in field to violets in the Naples
You know this? He, who is not with us is a sucker
Drilled deep into the soil, brought up in rebellion,
in the hatred of the enemy, in the love of God,
The fanaticism is destroying, but my home country is more important to me.
Any other is worse, Yeah! Nationalism.
Hands up everyone who is with us!
For Freedom, for country, Hans 52 plays
Fists up, we will always make it,
If not legally, then in any other way.
Now there's also a war, who's cheating, is doing well
I buy cheaper and sell more expensive, so to be able to drink vodka.
Because we swigg a lot, after all drinking is not a sin
There's vodka, small strong Polish beer "Lech", too!
Huge cheating, holding one's liquor, you need to hold on
A tea with vodka to the grandpa's health
And cheers! To all our beautiful Polish women!
Cheers! To us, to you, to the center, RW,
Bald, Nostar, Poznan, CDN, SBC,
D4L52SPN
The voice of dodger's country - that's us, the Poles
The voice of the country without jobs - that's us, the Poles
Living here is fighting - that's us, the Poles
You know what it means - that's us, the Poles
I'm a local patriot and I have Dębiec in my heart, for sure.
Here everyone likes smoking Mexican ciggies,
Every week there's an argument about the money, boogie woogie.
Coco jambo, Brasilliana lucha libre sambo
Impetuous when drunk, should you see the Poles running amok
So you better calm down, stand aside and not to provoke
Because after vodka* I get nervous
Due to vodka* I have uncontrolled moves
A big dose of this shit
Immortality is turned on
It's exhausting .....
The machine's started and now no one will stop it,
Who comes under wheels, he will have no chance to escape
Stop! And due to your stupid mistake you are taken to court,
Everyone remembers that bear and he will be imprisoned for long,
Regret is unprofitable, there is no confessional here.
The consequences of your actions, they will get you soon son,
They will get you soon despite drinking and then beating
live has changed you, the consequences will never dissapear
They will ripe like wine, stay with you like your shadow.
And when the time comes they will ask for what's thiers,
ask for what's thiers...
There is no order, no composition
Even no trace of this.
There is chaos here, so you better sharp your teeth
If you do not want to go down (you go down)
Poland for the Poles, for scams and bastards.
Country in the center of the continent.
Take, eat and shit one one grannie (?).
Look and catch me, put the handcuffs on me and arrest me,
It's not a bluff, tak a good look
how I'm leaving the jail
Some envelopes, I put my faith in them
They are protecting me and my talent
A dodger makes a shit
In our speech I'm working fucking hard like an emu running through the dessert,
Why shouldn't I do what I want?
If you want to put the blame on me, you can suck me
This is my burrow, I am a Pole and I've got a baseball bat,
Just in case something doesn't suit me.
Hey, we don't want any pedophiles or gays where we live
It bothers me, better run away.
In my hatered also atheists, sathanists
You can die in the Gulag camp,
I have one faith!
Some girls fancy me, these the most sweet,
These at the Vistula, the Oder and Warta
God has given them a charm
Hans, Kris, I am going liks
Take no offence if I insulted you
is it better to grab the swords instead of getting along?
The voice of dodger's country - that's us, the Poles
The voice of the country without jobs - that's us, the Poles
Living here is fighting - that's us, the Poles
You know what it means - that's us, the Poles
Grizzling without vodka - that's us, the Poles
Constantly out of money - that's us, the Poles
Smart arses forever - that's us, the Poles
You know what it means - that's us, the Poles
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Komentarze (24):
@jin6661 autorstwo tego tekstu, jeśli dobrze pamiętam, przypada Kazimierzowi Przerwa-Tetmajer :)
tam coś niby słychać, tylko co?:P