Cloudy night, no moon
so the dogs howl at the neon lights
where are you coming back from in this area
Are you running home in a dark stealth?

Don’t pull the wool over my eyes
I’m already too big
me at midnight
on a poisoned keyboard
I’m writing an e-mail
the evil witch –
and immediately lighter…

Today your guardian angel
he was busy somewhere
so you’ll go under the knife
no matter how you hide
I also know the words
that stir up the heat
and I’ve got a backup
A reliable certain charm

There will be wine and moussaka
I’ll throw something into your glass
I’ll make a poor man out of you
and I certainly won’t wake you up
Kick for the road
you’ll dance with the devil
I can’t help
It’s that lady’s problem
passed the pit
Mean pain
it won’t sting anymore

Perish and die…

Oh, you’re going to curse this day
When you met me
I’ll tangle your pulse
you’ll have gypsy blues
and you’ll writhe
He begged as much as he could
someday, if you want
from hell you will send a text message

Maruška Maruška gudli sijan kruška
me ka dandarav tut romnjake ka lav tut

Svako dive djakerav tut pajese te aves
te puchav tut chaje mori romnjake te lav tut
kad dikhava kad nakheja tu man mudareja
manca kad pheneja chaje tu man vorbi leja

Maruška gudli sijan sar kruška
me ka dandarav tut romnjake ka lavtut

Savi terni savi suzi chaje sijan tu
blago lese ko ka lel tut samo te dikhel tut
ja lava tut chaje mori lele aj merav
Averese chaje mori me tut mekhav

Maruška gudli sijan sar kruška
me ka dandarav tut romnjake ka lavtut
Maruškaaaa . . . .

My wet blouse hugs from the dew
to his shirt, white kisses white
and we are right next to it, although behind the seventh heaven
satisfies the world, feeling only hunger for himself

Night, night, night
has a wormwood taste
the wounds of the breakup are burning
in the cool light of the stars
nothing, nothing, nothing
I’ll wake up new
The meadow shakes off the dew
When the day rises

Orion looked at
a lonely blouse
the star is already falling
to a miserable world
to an empty meadow
for the parting of souls…

How could I believe that when a star falls,
will it bring me the desired fate?
The Big Dipper has already set off, Orion is already walking into the distance
only a trace left in the dew

Night, night, night…

When the angelic choir sings there
We don’t get here…
A child’s laughter, you will hear it even from here
So why are you taking it away from us?

You, what you have…

Because if I don’t understand me
How is Kruszyna supposed to understand?
Blind Fate – is this your middle name?
Or maybe you play bowling?

You, what you have…

… don’t grunt…
… Don’t ask…
… don’t crack…
… come…
straight to my bed
Take me in a dance
Break the bank
Make seven wishes come true
do your own
Swim to me
drop anchor at my place

Above and below us
let the tsunami roll over
You’re right
sunk in the ocean of Mym! x 2

How much more – you have strength
how much more
Will the shiver last?
How much more – you have strength
how much more
it will rain

… braid…
… into the valley…
… omotam…
… I’ll wrap…
around the little finger
Come on
Lift me up
Why fly low?
no words
come back again
I want you to give me everything

Above and below us… x 4

“Where you, there I am
I’ll be with you on
good and bad” –
I swore to him, stupid
and I got what I wanted…
Today, he barely got up
he already had a grudge
oh anything…
What is left of those dreams
When I walked down the aisle?

But it was only a prologue and a prelude
then he wandered around, maybe he was on whores
vodka here, four beers there
Fate is a rascal, I know him well!
The sun is already setting and we’re knives again
An arm, a leg, a brain – God won’t help
It’s getting worse every day
Fate is a rascal, I know him well!

“It’s autumn, they’re already burning weeds in orchards” –
I hear it from the radio, but I talk to myself:
However, this one is not a cheap bastard
I love him without a doubt
Good recipe I’ll sell you here soon
How to prepare a guy for a medal
Fleece him and put him somewhere in the dark
to soften on tip-top
Then burn him
and blush his face
until
it will turn red all over
small and repentant
put it down again
then stew for a long time
to finally
became ready for consumption
and living together

If it doesn’t want to be under the lid
it’s better for him to be with me than against
otherwise it will end ugly
Fate is a rascal, I know him well!
However, if he finds himself in the wilderness again
an arm, a leg, a brain, God won’t help
And it’s going to get worse and worse again
Fate is a rascal, I know him well!

Fate is a bully, I know him well!
However, if he finds himself in the wilderness again
an arm, a leg, a brain, God won’t help
And it’s going to get worse and worse again
Fate is a rascal, I know him well!

I wandered long roads,
I met happy gypsies,
Hey gypsies, where do you come from,
Where do you want to go, hungry?

I had brothers, I had many loved ones
The Germans came, killed them all.
All together boys and girls,
They also killed small infants.

Dear God, open the gates of heaven,
Maybe I’ll see my gypsy brothers
Maybe they’ll go on a hike with me
To meet happy Gypsies

Stand up, brothers, walk with us
To meet all Roma
Dark brothers, black-eyed sisters
I love you like sweet grapes

Crowd. A. Bartosz for www.romedia.pl

Poppies are burning
among golden fields
Wine drips ruby
on a white-set table
King of Hearts
falls into a cool pit

And here it is today
You sleep like a stone
Beautiful as God
the black moon is rising
and silence
sleep will be eternal
the night is flowing thick
My sister is revenge
Brother knife

Ruby wine drips
on a white-set table
King of Hearts
falls into a cool pit