Kult - Kołysanka stalinowska

There are houses made of red brick in Poland,
The houses are built by a baker because he is skilled in this job.
Foreign trade is developed by stove fitters.
They know the boom from Grandma's chats.
Houses, bridges, schools are the domain of shoemakers,
And tailors are made into the victories of their singers.
Baker, shoemakers, stove-drainers, everyone dear to them.
Together they will earn my Scotch Whiskey
Azembski and whiskey, so that he could drink:
The locksmith must rule;
The locksmith must rule;
And this locksmith must sleep soundly without fear


So every morning on the Kennedy Army
I urgently report on poverty in Europe:
How the West gets tangled up in the chains of capital
And as it slowly approaches the ruin.
Then I look into the fridge curiously
Here's "Johnnie Walker" I'm gonna get started soon.
And anyone who would like me to try:
I will give it to the locksmith;
I will give it to the locksmith;
I will give it to the locksmith;
Let him have it!