OT.TO - Rap Tadeusz

My father studied and I must study
A few long sections from "Pan Tadeusz"
So I walk and memorize, after all that's the point
Word by word I memorize, but nothing comes out

What I already know, I forget after ten minutes
And why do I need all of this, and what is the penance for?
Suddenly I hear MC Hammer through the wall, need some luck
And I discovered that it's possible, that all you need is rap
And then you can commit anything to memory!

Lithuania, my country, thou art like health
How much thou shouldst be prized only he can learn who has lost thee
Today thy beauty in all its splendour I see and describe
Because I yearn for thee
Where the amber wind is, the buckwheat white as snow
Where the clover glows with a maiden's blush

And I already know all twelve tomes by heart
My friends look at me as if I swallowed a frog
I know there's nothing to boast about, that it's not worth the effort
But can't you sometimes do something just for fun?

When a police officer stops me: "Do I have any documents?"
I reply to him with a verse: "Long, spotted, winding"
Or a girl says: "Reach where sight does not reach"
I tell her it's the thirteenth book

Lithuania, my country, thou art like health
How much thou shouldst be prized only he can learn who has lost thee
Today thy beauty in all its splendour I see and describe
Because I yearn for thee
Where the amber wind is, the buckwheat white as snow
Where the clover glows with a maiden's blush

And there's chaos at school, there's an oral test
The Polish teacher is hunting me, wants to eat me for breakfast
She looks at me greedily, thinking: "Slim chances"
"Surely he knows nothing, let's put him to the test"

And so one test after another, for about half a year
And I look down at her and a bit from the side
I stand up with dignity, she asks me if I know
I stay silent for a moment, then proudly say:

"Lithuania, my country, thou art like health
How much thou shouldst be prized only he can learn who has lost thee
Today thy beauty in all its splendour I see and describe
Because I yearn for thee
Where the amber wind is, the buckwheat white as snow
Where the clover glows with a maiden's blush" and she says: "Sit down, idiot!"

I fall silent but still standing, hands in my pockets
It's not worth trying, it's also not worth changing
Someone once said that life is not a fairy tale
And someone else, in turn, said that Cain killed Abel

And I think, when and who said it
Did they know what they were talking about and were they talking about what they knew?
Then I say out loud: "So show me the paper
Who said and when, that Mickiewicz is not a rapper?"

Lithuania, my country, thou art like health
How much thou shouldst be prized only he can learn who has lost thee
Today thy beauty in all its splendour I see and describe
Because I yearn for thee
Where the amber wind is, the buckwheat white as snow
Where the clover glows with a maiden's blush

Lithuania, my country, thou art like health
How much thou shouldst be prized only he can learn who has lost thee
Today thy beauty in all its splendour I see and describe
Because I yearn for thee
Where the amber wind is, the buckwheat white as snow
Where the clover glows with a maiden's blush - and she says: sit down, idiot!