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Elekcja [English translation]
Elekcja [English translation]
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Elekcja [English translation]

Indignation in arms raised to high heavens,

Latin rabid at mouth frothing.

Veins like ropes on the temples, blood-shot glances,

Cursing, praying or complaining.

Blatantly in faces pushed fingers and fists,

On rights rightful rhetoric battles,

Sabre-like Polish cuts, swishes and crunches

in curses, complaints, and prayers

Time to save the diseased country

My blood’s boiling, ergo sum!

With neighbours we’ll gather party

We’ll be bothersome!

One purrs to the Prussians, another’s a Vienna’s partisan,

Yet more to Russian skirt go clinging,

And everyone’s concern - a happy motherland

Hence prayers, curses and wailing.

Politics is called this quarrel of Sir Brothers

In colloquia elect-to-elect;

Laden magnates blandish the masses

among prayers, curses and complaints

Time to save the diseased country

My blood’s boiling, ergo sum!

With neighbours we’ll gather party

We’ll be bothersome!

We’ll go to the capital,

Warsaw, not Rome, is the site.

The sellouts are thieving there,

We’ll drag 'em out to light!

A tuft and wool, it’s a seer of history,

infallible he has arguments;

But Sobiecki’s Viennas and Pskov of Bathory

differ in memory of each!

The custom is basis, the custom is sacred,

For Res Publica to flourish.

Let rule whomever as long as rights are protected

to cursing, complaining, praying!

Time to save the diseased country

My blood’s boiling, ergo sum!

With neighbours we’ll gather party

We’ll be bothersome!

We’ll go to the capital,

Warsaw, not Rome, is the site.

The sellouts are thieving there,

We’ll drag 'em out to light!

Numbers' strength with us Patriots

No enemy will take hold

With Motherland close to our hearts

And merciful God.

We’ll carry them on the sabres

The traitors that try to lead us on;

Res Publica is the greatest

There’s enough for us all!

Arms raised to high heaven in terminal agony,

black blood on lips - congealed

Eyes opened astonished silently

and complaint…

We’ll carry them on the sabres

The traitors that try to lead us on;

Res Publica is the greatest

Is it enough for all?

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Jacek Kaczmarski
  • country:Poland
  • Languages:Polish
  • Genre:Singer-songwriter
  • Official site:https://www.kaczmarski.art.pl/
  • Wiki:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacek_Kaczmarski
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