Pidżama Porno: Wirtualni chłopcy

There is the game between us
The game as old as the world
There is the wild noise in the head
The sensitive point in the waves
Our pretty big pack is running in the streets
In the streets of our dreams, one can hear us cursing
So wicked, so bad, we see others in the screens
The ugly faces chain
No time for being afraid
Around us love has corrupted
Around us the world as the original sin
You won't make it to cross yourself
We don't say bye finish hey
Cause what for?
The dreams of virtual youngsters
As of the adolescent youngsters
There is the game between us
Which is played in pairs
When one of the many holes
Gets hit by the bird of the clock
From our secret bases the carpet bombing
Two towers of bricks again fall to our feet
All the nosy dogs, all the fire guards
Defest through the windows of their quarters to the stone
Around us love has corrupted
Around us the world as the original sin
You won't make it to cross yourself
We don't say bye finish hey
Cause what for?