Текст песни Ежи и Петруччо - Стая

Once upon a time there lived a Mother...
and Jerzy ran in a pack of his own kind
never looked back, rushed forward...
legs flash in a flock
hands
fences
bushes
hills, forgotten villages
estates...
and Jerzy is still rushing... along with a flock of his own kind
somehow in the back of my mind
Jerzy remembered that Mother lived in the village
but he ran so fast that Mother did not have time to grab him
I just tore the sleeve off the jacket
and a shoe...
then I sold it to my neighbors and began to live somehow
winter...
just like that, simple.