Polska [English translation]

Sunrise in the morning, sunrise in the morning

When I go along the sea in Sopot

On the dirty sandy beach

The Baltic Sea smells of petroleum

Morning sidewalks

When I go, I don't talk to anyone

How it is on sunday mornings

The sidewalks are puked all over

after the parties on saturday nights

Poland

I live in Poland

I live in Poland

I live here, here, here, here

Concerts in the afternoons

Full of brain-deads in security service

They are looking around, because their arms are itching

They love to beat more and more

Some imaginary adventures again

When I enter the stony stairs

Many of these drunken guys are trying to provoke me

Tomorrow they will meet at church

Poland

I live in Poland

I live in Poland

I live here, here, here, here

Night shops with milk

And I'm watching what's going on in front of the shop

The crowd puts its fists to someone's face

They demand capital punishment for him

Morning trains again

I stand still and look at the freaks in uniforms

Have you ever been at our train station at night

It is so dirty and ugly that the eyes are cracking,

the eyes, the eyes

Poland

I live in Poland

I live in Poland

I live here, here, here, here

Here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here...