NPWM (Najlepszy Przekaz W Mieście): Ballada o śmierci

[Woro]
Angel of death, I will ask you a question. I know, I am not worthy, but answer it to me. How is it where you take souls? Are your loved ones waiting? Does anyone support us? Can the dead see our hardship in life? Do they know how much distance they have to travel? When will we meet? When will we greet people who are no longer with us? There are no boundaries I want to cross. Angel, don't just look me in the eye. Tell me which paths death walks. Let me just have a prophetic voice. When we stand face to face and you answer the question that you know my life. Because this is my seniority as a person. One thing I know is that death awaits us. Then you will ask what kind of person I was, what I did since I was born. I wish there were plenty of these words, that my life was not foolish. I wouldn't know the answer quickly. Angel of death, this was my confession. Amen!

[Dembuś]
Do you remember the young boy? His name was Andrew, he didn't have a long enough life. We will not meet him again. This one trip with my friends ended not like
they expected it. He was left alone in the tent. He wanted to kill boredom somehow.
Finally, he entered the water. She had to lure him there. Unfortunately, from it
he didn't leave. The end was just like that, just like that, just like that.
It's been two years since that event, but nothing is still changing,
Because we still remember. His mother's suffering, how she lamented.
The news of her son's death did not reach her. She couldn't believe it.
She cried all the time and wondered why it had happened, why this lake
her son was taken away. This search for answers did not give peace. At last
She accepted it and prayed to Our Lady to protect him.

We will not meet Krzysiek either. Let's pay tribute to him. He has been arguing with his wife for a month.
He couldn't stand it any longer. In the end, a noose around our necks and our homie is dead.
The memory of him will not perish in my heart. I was at the funeral. I saw a lot of tears. They still couldn't believe that this was the end of his life. He was a hard-working, very good boy. It was always merry with him, but it was in such a terrible way that everything ended. And he orphaned his daughters. Now he looks down on them. And he thought that this love would tear down all the walls. Agnieszka, my dear sister, whom I did not recognize. Despite this fact, she is always remembered. The soul came out of a tiny body. Tell me where you are, how it is for you in heaven. I would love to stand next to you for a moment. Dreams come true. But why do the moments pass so quickly? The following years also pass. And I still thank you for being able to feel the taste of our world. You did not know its pain, and perhaps it was thanks to this that your eyelids were closed a moment after birth. God has taken you to Himself. May you live there forever.

[Król] This is a ballad about death, so I approach the subject. He still writes about himself. My life - the theme of rap. Constant questions about why death does this. It takes away our loved ones and takes the lives of young people. I have one on my mind. I mean Santa Claus. Only my mother knows what happened there. I have two young brothers whom I love with all my heart
and one sister whom I love together more than most. I'd have another one,
only death took it away from me. He didn't even open his eyes, his mother had already buried him.
The whole family is in mourning. Without exception, she was devastated. She didn't have time to hug him, and
and so she said goodbye to him. Now he is still suffering. She knows very well that she is not alone.
This is a ballad about death, about my loved ones, recorded. And so, dear mother,
that you will not be lonely. The figure of the DPW King is a gentle character. It's a character
non-returnable. Often not a creature either. When it comes to KRL, he is a monstrous figure.
And so, dear mother, that you are also my God. For your enemies
The king is an eternal enemy. I know that each of you wants to live here as much as possible.
I am going on with life. Along with the next verse.

[RDK]
The first boy - 23 years old. Motorcycle accident. He left his brother,
He left his wife, children, mother, that is, family. Well, who would have thought
that he would die so quickly. Time passes, and the children keep calling "dad".
They keep crying, they don't know why he doesn't come back. Well, such a job. Well, how much
Can you explain it like that? That this grave is their father's, they must finally see.
But these children are not to blame for anything. Michał is gone, he is no more,
and I will pass over this tragedy. And I still count on only one thing of God.
That you will help his woman raise these kids.

And the latter. So love is not sacred. Betrayed by his loved one,
a noose around his neck. The boy hanged himself because he loved her so much more than life.
She didn't give a shit about him. She liked double intercourse. He left, why?
Because he had a good heart, that he wanted to finally fall in love, like in
this dream scene. I will tell you why this boy is dead today.
Because he wanted to love, he was betrayed and no one can hide it.

And the third one and 200 kilos of live weight. For your attention, he left 2 years ago
and don't ask why. Illness does not choose people. Christopher of Blessed Memory
The angel is already taking away. He was a murderer above murders. He flew boldly through the streets.
To honor your memory, Krzyś, we are recording it today. And the worst day
a funeral for his compatriots. They said goodbye to him with tears and surrounded the grave with candles.
And today I admit that time flies quickly. Christopher, may the eternal light shine on you to the end.

The fourth one, but he's not a boy. It was a child. 9 years old, died
cancer, and that's worse than disability. And his mother is there in her thoughts,
where is the son. They walk on a green meadow, a world of smiling faces.
Where there are no problems, because he is there today. And in my heart
He is always there. And though your hearts are not beating today
Know dear Mother that your son is already an angel.