Pireneje [English translation]

God is calling again (prrr, prrr), I mute the phone

I drink her tonic, I drink her bombay, I drink words from her lips

I'm afraid of thinking, where would I be today if I listened to the smartasses (nowhere)

She has chills, she has goosebumps, but it's not from the cold

With each race I get closer to Heaven's Gates

In Pyrenees the HUD is showing me two crates

I transferred another 400 to the office today

I'm immortal, what Hell, what grave

This black highway is my therapist

I keep wondering how long I'll last, how much of me is an adult and how much a child

And your idol got high again, but I'm not going to judge him

Because my idol got high himself too

I say my goodbyes like with a lament to a daughter1, I look for a mug like Ferdydurke2

Sorry for the highschool reading, but people's eyes are getting yellow more often

Snakes go in a row like in Slytherin

I don't believe in magic, I'm Vernon Dursley

Mr. rapper shut your mouth, you're a Jesus to the kids

Maybe say something smart once in a while instead of how many bitches you could have

Say how many friends do you still have from before you started your career

Say when was the last time you had sex and didn't feel like you're visiting a brothel

God is calling again (prrr, prrr), I mute the phone

I drink her tonic, I drink her bombay, I drink words from her lips

I'm afraid of thinking, where would I be today if I listened to the smartasses (nowhere)

She has chills, she has goosebumps, but it's not from the cold

With each race I get closer to Heaven's Gates

In Pyrenees the HUD is showing me two crates

I transferred another 400 to the office today

I'm immortal, what Hell, what grave

New Juice is playing, I won't say it anymore

If you live off of music too - well, I wish you well

Everyday new city, everyday new club

Everyday new rapper, everyday new corspe

And you again today new look, new clothes, new car

New erection, new stack of new money

New DM from new bitches, new photos of new chicks

New day is a new enemy, you dig a new grave today

If you spread fomentation life will throw logs at your feet

If you wish others happiness you'll be a young God

Keep those toxins away from my water3

Sorry, I have to go, sorry sorry because I'm getting a call from

God is calling again (prrr, prrr), I mute the phone

I drink her tonic, I drink her bombay, I drink words from her lips

I'm afraid of thinking, where would I be today if I listened to the smartasses (nowhere)

She has chills, she has goosebumps, but it's not from the cold

With each race I get closer to Heaven's Gates

In Pyrenees the HUD is showing me two crates

I transferred another 400 to the office today

I'm immortal, what Hell, what grave

1. Reference to a Polish lament/threnody written by Jan Kochanowski where he says his goodbyes to his dead daughter2. Book by Witold Gombrowicz. "Mugs" in there were essentially individual people's roles in society

both of these are required readings in Polish highschools3. The word used here could mean both "water" and "vodka"