Taco Hemingway - POLSKIE TANGO (English Translation)Genius English Translations

[Verse 1]
In the 90's you had no identity
The west was rushing forward, the west had no mercy
We had to help ourselves, so they didn't overtake us
And the world of ex-enemies predicted: we're going to be hungry
Winked at us to stop fasting
And we were shocked - in the shops so many new things
Plastic toys, cool new pornos
Paints in shades of raspberries, bananas, berries and peaches!
They say "Grey blocks"? What fucking grey blocks?
Everything here is vibrant - chicks, guys and Yorkies
Purple bruises, probably because she was naughty
He has kefir for men, that well-balanced protein in the flavour of toffee
My country got out of a cage, now they're lost
My country can be ruled by merely anyone
In my country education, only leads us to into darkness
On one side a market, the other Europe

[Chorus]
I dance the Polish Tango
My legs are covered in mud because the Vistula is a foggy swamp
National colours just like Santa Claus
And that makes sense cause I stopped believing in Poland a long time ago
I dance the Polish Tango
My legs are covered in mud because the Vistula is a foggy swamp
National colours just like Santa Claus
And that makes sense, sense, sense, sense, sense...

[Bridge]
Who are you? A Polish kid (Polish kid)
What's your emblem? A bag of white dust (white dust)
Where do you live? In a guarded neighbourhood (guarded neighbourhood)
In which country? The fucked up one (uh)
What's the land? It's my sandcastle (sandcastle)
Gained how? Through the propaganda of fear
Do you love it? Very much I'm being honest, (I'm being honest)
What do you believe in? I believe in nothing!

[Verse 2]
Who are you? A Polish kid
My landscapes are beautiful but fucked up by billboards
Sometimes I see a friend on a skyscraper
I ask them to stop, but they only laugh and say:
Ok, bro, you fucking-
In Warsaw, the whole block shakes
When I listen to my previews, if I'm making you angry then call the pigs
I hear the roosters somewhere on Muranów, cause they crowed
I hear the sirens they always howl, the sirens they've gone crazy

[Chorus]
I dance the Polish Tango
My legs are covered in mud because the Vistula is a foggy swamp
National colours just like Santa Claus
And that makes sense cause I stopped believing in Poland a long time ago
I dance the Polish Tango
My legs are covered in mud because the Vistula is a foggy swamp
National colours just like Santa Claus
And that makes sense, sense, sense, sense, sense...

[Verse 3: Taco Hemingway & Łona]
Their main mission is to tell you you're living gloriously
Only you are right - The rest of the world is wrong
The horizon is amazing but try to look more narrowly
Look more narrowly, look more narrowly
The enemies are vaccines and 5G
Adults are taught through a random Facebook page
Your nephew is a faggot, because it's trendy
And the most anti-Polish is the bashing of coal - you know?
A little coal never killed nobody
I smoke black gold with my bros
Anyway - May God be with us, fuck you!
Three hail Marys, hallelujah and fuck those fuckers up