U ritmu moje dlakave guze [English translation]

It's stuffy and the van is shaking

In the rhythm of my hairy butt

I'm opening the window and taking a deep breath

And you're hugging me and not letting me go

Later, we're lying down and looking at the stars

We can hear barking and crickets

While the wind is sweeping bleak roads,

We're wondering who'll open the mouth first

The morning air is entering and cooling our heads

In them, we can hear our conscience accusing us

And we're defending with silence very wisely

And making up lies for our loved ones

I feel like a shit in the air

And it's turning me on

Because it wouldn't be so delectable to me

If your darling wasn't my friend

True perversions actually just start

When two sober morons start looking for an excuse

Excuse for a deer and we're polishing its antlers together

And after a round of drinks, another one won't be a sin