Marcin Styczeń - św. Brat Albert - Ecce Homo

I couldn't take it anymore
This bad life
Which creates this world
He is like a thief
He steals the peace and disappears
It only leaves hunger and lack
And I had had enough
Artistic bohemian
These idle conversations every day
How to create something
To finally break through
And what colors to use

Here is the man
He goes away
Barely, hardly
Step by step
Here is the man
In its ugliness
It hides beauty
The eyes look inward

So I had to leave
From the world of art
And go where poverty and pain
To see that it was for nothing
Any learning
If you serve evil
So I put on my coat
The smallest brothers
And I moved to places
Whose this world
He didn't want to see
They disgusted him

Here is the man
It drowns in blood
Eyes downcast
They hide the glow
Here is the man
Love is burning in him
It falls on the heart
Her face hurt

Here is the man
It drowns in blood
Eyes downcast
They hide the glow
Here is the man
Love is burning in him
It falls on the heart
Her face hurt