z Kiszką tutaj sobie baunsujemy w takim tempie, że żaden aparat nie ogarnia!
Sometimes I hear the waving of the earth.
Steps, whispers and heart beatings.
Everywhere on the south, east, west and north,
Extracting to many feelings.
Rushing, crashing,
the detonations of nuclear bombs
Lovin' then smashing
and here the glory comes.
And it's not about hapiness
musician said, that it's easy,
It's some kind of loneliness,
of mind which's always busy.
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