Wojan: PIJ WOJANKA DO BIAŁEGO RANKA

Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
If you don’t drink with us,
You ain’t stepping in the village.

Fresh-cut grass, I smell that breeze,
Sky looks bluer than the seas.
Wojanka’s the taste of summer heat,
The flavor of life in every street.
Step outside, the air feels right,
Grab the speaker, play all night.
Find a spot, just good vibes here,
My friends around – that’s all we need, yeah!

When my glass is empty,
Pour me some Wojanka.
Pour it, pour it, pour it now,
Then fill it up for me again!
When my glass is empty,
Pour me some Wojanka.
Pour it, pour it, pour it now,
Then fill it up for me again!

Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
If you don’t drink with us,
You ain’t stepping in the village.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
If you don’t drink with us,
You ain’t stepping in the village.

Summer without Wojanka ain’t no summer,
Dad just called, I say “Yo, what’s up, Papa?”
Brrrr brrrr, patapim – Wojanka we sip,
You’re either sigma, or you ain’t, that’s it.

Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
Drink Wojanka,
Till the break of morning.
If you don’t drink with us,
You ain’t stepping in the village.

Brrrr brrrr, patapim – Wojanka we sip,
You’re either sigma, or you ain’t, that’s it.
Brrrr brrrr, patapim – Wojanka we sip,
You’re either sigma, or you ain’t, that’s it.