Muniek Staszczyk: Pola

Pola, please wake up
The dream of power is over
You can't last that long in your illusion
The announcer pushes putty
It awakens the national myth
He does not mean anything, it is a gray autumn
And you have your worries, your world is not divine
In the city streets you cover your face like many of us
Like many of us

Pola, you have to get up from your knees
Because there is nothing to take from here
You feel the smell of civil war on trains
Although you are not the most beautiful
And you have worse places on the catwalks
On the continent, is there anyone so lonely?
Because you have your worries, your world is not divine
In the city streets you cover your face like many of us
Like many of us

And you?
And I?
And he?
And she?
And we
And they?
And they?

Oh Pola they're cheating on you
And they still use you
And they rape you
And they pray to you
Oh Pola, don't give them up
Oh Pola, don't give them up
Oh Pola, no
You can do it, I believe in you

I know you have your worries, your world is not divine
In the city streets you cover your face like many of us

And you?
And I?
And he?
And she?
And we
And they?
And they?