I biore w garsc ziemie
do nozdrzy przykladam.
I wiem czym pachnie,
a wiedziec nie chce.
I zapach ten czuje,
gdy wacham swej skry.
Wiem, ze ziemia
smierdze od srodka.
I wiem czym cuchne,
a wiedza ta boli.
Bo pachne ma babka,
pachne ma crka.
Piach z gnojem zmieszany, gwnem smierdzacy, moczem obmyty.
Piach, skra nim smierdzi, oczy wypelnia, uszy zatyka.
[English translation:]
[Soil]
So I take dirt in my hand
And I put it close to my nostrils
I know the smell
But I dont want to know.
And I smell it,
When I smell my skin
I know, I smell dirt from inside.
And I know I stink
And knowing that hurts
I smell to my woman,
I smell to my daughter
Dirt mixed with manure, smelling of shit, washed with urine
Dirt, the skin smells of it, it fills the eyes, blocks the ears
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