J U L I A _M A R C E L L _ T a r a n t i n o

If I want to fly
I will make balloons
unter the skin
I will be an android

I will blow up the air
I will make it very well
dut to I am flying above the word
I am looking down on everything
I am flying like a kite

Dandelion clocks, kites, the wind
The IKEA word above
The blue glasses because of TV
Cellulite and Celuloid

When I was a little girl
I was praying for wisdom
Now I am sure
I prefer to be pretty than smart

Wisdom who carry's
It will be too stressful
Foolishness forgive you everybody

On TV - violence
In shopping mall - violence
On women magazine's cover - violence
She's smiling in a bikini
and says have your life by the short and curlies

Dandelion clocks, kites, the wind
The IKEA word above
The blue glasses because of TV
Cellulite and Celuloid

I hear Dear beautiful girl
If you sceary about violence
If you cann't sleep
you won't read bible in the night

Just Tarantino
Do not read , pretty girl
you are too beautiful  on it

mirror mirror on the wall
Why you don't say anything
I am walking on the top of the skyscraper
I am staing here and scrapping the sky

I can no go down from this top
My head cann't reach higher
All the foes in my blood
an I wanna bring them back
an kill them once again

And higher then the Palace of Culture
And I can feel the power quirky
I have a feeling that when I will jump
I do not fall at all

but I will fly liek a kite

N A T A L I A _ S Z R O E D E R _ m i r r o r _ L u s t r a

You are not the same
Just like first time
Everyday I can see it
I have you less and less

Everywhere the mirrors hang
around us
Maybe you still think
I am just the same
Everywhere the mirrors hang
around your words
maybe you can hear about it later
but from other lips.

You are always right
I agres , it's OK
We blame both
Closer me closer me


Everywhere the mirrors hang
around us
Maybe you still think
I am just the same
Everywhere the mirrors hang
around your words
maybe you can hear about it later
but from other lips.

Everywhere the mirrors hang
around your words

Around us, around us ,
around us

Iza Lach LAST JUDGMENT - Sąd ostateczny

Blood starts racing  through veins faster
I do not walk, I run , more reliable
I cann't see anything
I do not think about it, unnecessarily
it makes me curious, wht's happand, if
I open the door, which was closed

Your handshake gives me power
My secret weapon turns down my screem
But I go away
I become dust
Last judgement , step forward step back

Blood starts racing  through veins faster
I do not walk, I run , more reliable
I cann't see anything
I do not think about it, unnecessarily
it makes me curious, wht's happand, if
I open the door, which was closed

I try to incrise from all sides
They lose them sounds, running up the peak
What else , what else
What when there will be no success
They have no power
Last judgement , step forward step back

K A B A R E T _ H R A B I _ S o n g _ p o r z u c o n e j

He left me, rebuffed me so
Why me, completely helpless
rebuff another one, I bag you
And he responded  me - Fuck off baby!

Why did you do that,
I believed him like a pig
He promised me, he hog
But he honours a pledge
but he was unfaithful

Andreeeew  Andreeeew
oh dear, oh dear, jeez
Sucker cursed , begone

I remain, even it't not to remain
That wa on Friday, before 4
Douchebag chose the worest time
He might take Monday or Tuesday

A half of Friday, hog, knout, animal gave me the pip
On Saturday I was screeming without detox
Finally on Sunday
I came to terms with misfortune

Andreeeew  Andreeeew
oh dear, oh dear, jeez
Sucker cursed , begone

D O R O T A _ O S I Ń S K A _ N a s z _ c o d z i e n n y _ p s a l m

Our daily psalm

Do not complain about world
It won't help anyway
Take your dog for a walk

Smile like me
Smile moment , which has just passed
don't complaining about destiny
And if you need it so , just talk in a low voice
Up there  the good God
He did his best
And it's enough with complaining

Bright window of the day
The World opens again
Let's get out from dark gates
Unparalleled dreams
Life keeps going
Axial tilt is scratching
The grass is growing
Never enough
My every single breath
Heard contraction and rhythm
It's daily psalm

Anthem which doesn't stop
Bright window of the day
The World opens again
Bright window of the day

Well I don't regret so so so
lost chances, lost years
And when the Sun is shining
Go ahead
And chatch a goldfish

Somebody is calling by bell
Somebody is borning somewhere
I'm alive to live
To put up with life
To know the taste of life, loss and tears
Don't ask still about the sense

M U Z Y K A _ K O Ń C A _ L A T A _ Gdzie

Where

Where will we go tonight ?
I'll turn left, you right, nobody go straight
Leave cracked door
Which of us know if it is really the end
We are both 20
empty pocket, some clothes and experience
So many small common affairs
I wish we never broke up

Cause I can still remember common holidays
whe you gave me powdered orangeade on your finger in dovecote
Forrest- dreams after dinner, we were beating sticks
Tanned of summer dust, we were fired on flies by balls
Drinking wine in orchard, Granpa's belt, no nonsense
no nonsense, no nonsense, my dear
Its keeps us together forever
no nonsense, my dear

Own children hide before
Suit and tie guy
Your child is tempered by snake
Emthy and  ripe apple with seeds
we don't give up, no
Let's meet at 2 on pleyground under kastanien
Refresh a oaths
We will smoke a pipe with Indian because

Cause I can still remember common holidays
whe you gave me powdered orangeade on your finger in dovecote
Forrest- dreams after dinner, we were beating sticks
Tanned of summer dust, we were fired on flies by balls
Drinking wine in orchard, Granpa's belt, no nonsense
no nonsense, no nonsense, my dear
Its keeps us together forever
no nonsense, my dear

J u l i a_ M a r c e l l _ C I N C I N A

I have a little hantover, that it begin in this way 

Sweet cincina and I, your girlfriend 

Responsibly, well- organized  discs

With artist name, well maybe I stay for a while  

And I, innocent, lonely in my own club 

I don't like this one and don't kiss another one 

After that it happend, we were sitting and drinking, 

it was so nice I forgot what was the metter

oh Gosh, oh Gosh how well you don't say anything 

You were talking about yor ex 

The Miss of the region, whom whom I go home

You has already charged her off 

You bring flower as well, you starts sensible topics

It's comfotable,  love every second week 

You're fashonable, you change pants every day  

Ole ole, I will kill myself 

One day I will fuck off from here, it's bad air here

oh Gosh, oh Gosh how well you don't say anything 

And we wanna something and something bothers me 

And we wanna something and something bothers me 

And we wanna something ...