Illusion - Trzy ptaki

Blue bird with eyes like lakes
Little man kneeling jeered by the time
White bird with feathers like sheets of ice
Little man standing in a unwavering pose
Gray bird with a beak like a sharp dagger
Little man cries being spat sometimes
Without pride and glory, not always understood
For the scars of his blood for a very big cause
For wine, for fags, for unpaid dues
Without pride and glory, not always understood