Bakteryja [English translation]

(he) Tousled by the time and place

The world is horrid from behind dirty windows

The Virgin Mary statue for fate

Side number: two seven seven two

On the dirty downtown streets

Policemen, bitches and horrible fear

Dyed mafiosos from suburb

Every of them is the same worth

And for sure, if he could choose,

He would prefer to have pneumonia, than a knife

Pointed at his neck

Everything, but not like that

'Cause you don't know from where the wind will blow

You don't know for whom the bells, for whom the gunshots

And so, you don't know from where the wind will blow

You don't know for whom the winter, for whom hot days

(she) Tousled by the time and place

The world is horrid against a background of the white coat

With the banners, along Wiejska street*

She was walking in the crowd of her screaming colleagues

Her three kids and husband on the welfare

Here, where every day time is bad

Vulgar doctor was patting her ass

And threw the clover flower behind her cleavage

And for sure she would endure it

For a long time, if it wasn't this poisoned needle

The bacteria - everything but not like that

'Cause you don't know from where the wind will blow...

And you too, don't say anything

Maybe except for this - that you care

Don't plan the years together

Everything, but not like that