Pornografia - Drzewa

We will tell you a story
How the great house was build
Once they brought a transport
Of concrete big plates
On the verge of my memories
Somewhere looms a shelter
Now there is nothing there

We will tell you a story
How the great house was build
Once they brought a transport
Of big concrete plates
Near the house a maple rose
Someday it will form a great
Long fence

As slaughtered forest tree
As cut out young forest
As poisoned lakes
Now you want to poison us

Industry kills
Kills all the time
The chimneys are smothering
Fish sleep on the sand
The stumps are jutting
Of the old woods
That is the price
Of the new invention