Prosty człowiek [English translation]

Me – I am a simple man – I believe in what is said.

They say – get up and go – I go.

I make my money with my hands, not my head

I don’t sin with a pride nor a shame.

My door is open for the people,

You can’t take much from me,

But if somebody hits me –

He’ll get back even more – I am not Jesus Christ !

Me – I am a simple man – I believe the wise,

I try not to stand in the way of smart,

I don’t speak much, rather hear,

I get as much, as I can.

For the hungry I have a plate and a table,

From what I have made – I’ll give a half.

But if somebody reaches for all –

I’ll break his hands – I am not Jesus Christ !

Me – I am a simple man – I save my blood,

I don’t spill it for nothing,

I prefer my life to unsung death

For promises and hopes.

To other I will also give my blood

As long as there is enough for me.

But if somebody tries even a drop to suck –

From his throat I’ll take it back – I am not Jesus Christ !

Me – I am a simple man – why should I even complain,

They either snow me with sweet words or shake a warning finger.

Everybody carries his cross thru life,

And then they add him another stone.

If I can carry it, it’s fine, no – then not:

Start trembling when the blood goes to my head !