Lyrics Правъ - Свинья

If it takes, then it will be for a long time
Otherwise there will be no sense
In the morning he wakes up and immediately weaves
Tangle of trans-surfing reality

Head sweep turns in place
Flaps its wings like a rooster on a perch
Turns on the music loudly
And he says that my mind is clear

Tired from work will return in the evening
Will lie on its side in bed
Safely guarded by the two-headed eagle
Mantras reads if not in scrap

So making simple movements
Demands full respect
Sitting on pins and needles with a black case
Brazenly proud of the pink face

Let Krakowiak dance
Uncle boar on the couch