Good morning Hungary,
the economy improved today as well.
The neighbor is knocking, but we don't give a shit,
this is not the People's Republic!
I hate this monotony
the catatonia burning up my brain,
that we eat what they give us,
and die of hunger because of it.
Be a truth detector,
see between the lines,
the light that holds a bent mirror
in the eyes of society!
You can be a truth detector,
see between the lines.
Be a mirror, be the light
in the eyes of society!
This is a new day, Hungary,
but there is still no change.
I still get pálinka instead of water,
and they still step on my head.
I'm full of the career guidance,
the classes, the exams, the frustration,
but I eat what you give me,
and die of hunger because of it.