“Warsaw” by Johnny Klegg and Savuka
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iv4wtU9cU_w
Lao Che - Godzina W
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_d7DtcmhVE
I’m riding the tram to war, in the section which is only meant “for Germans”,
With 1st of August sweat on my brow, I’m in a cold barrel along with my Visa in my pant leg.
Axe, hoe, saw, cup,
my white-red armband - an insurgent armband.
With fear in my pocket, coat of arms and rolled tobacco
I’m not cracking, I’m heading for death just like that - on a short shirt.
Under ground soldiers - Aye!
Battalion “Hacky Sack” Aye!
Battalion “Fist” Aye!
Battalion “Broom Stick” Aye!
“Watch 49”, “Umbrella Group”!
‘And so my dear son you left with black weapons at night,
And you felt the uprising when - evil - times called.
Before you fell, you said your goodbye’s to the dirt with your hand,
Was it a bullet my son, or did your heart burst?’
Burst? Burst?
‘It’s for the beard - It’s fantastic.’
‘We the Poles have the Romantic opinion.’
‘We have one charge - (to charge) up into heaven,
And we have one order - (to have a) cross over our graves.’
‘One charge - (to charge) up into heaven,
One order - (to have a) cross over our graves.’
‘And so my dear son you left with black weapons at night,
And you felt the uprising when - evil - times called.
Before you fell, you said your goodbye’s to the dirt with your hand,
Was it a bullet my son, or did your heart burst?’
Burst? Burst?...