Album: Requiem (1995)

¯niwiarze Umys³ów


Cz³owiek bez twarzy zszed³ wtedy miêdzy nas
Budz¹c nadziejê w tych, którym by³o Ÿle
Krew z jego ust spijaliœmy
Og³uchli od braw
BO ON MIA£ SEN...

Kosiarz bez twarzy wskaza³ nam nowy plon
Naród wzruszony do ³ez zbiera³ ¿niwo z³a
Mówi³, ¿e widzi wyraŸnie jak bliski jest cel
Bo on mia³ sen. SEN!

Nie w¹tpi³ nikt - w bezmyœlny potok s³ów
Szaleñczy œpiew - wydoby³ z naszych ust
Mia³ nadejœæ dzieñ,
Wraz z nim nasz nowy œwiat

Nasz nowy œwiat,
Gdzie krew i ³zy wyblakn¹ jak
Wspomnienie...

Nagle ktoœ szybko wsta³
Chcia³ odnaleŸæ w morzu s³ów
Dziwny sens wiary swej
Dosta³ lustro. NIE MIA£ TWARZY!
Przera¿ony zachwia³ siê,
NAGLE ODSZED£ W MROK...

Nie zw¹tpi³ nikt - w bezmyœlny potok s³ów
Szaleñczy œpiew - wydoby³ z naszych ust
I NADSZED£ DZIEÑ!
Wraz z nim nasz nowy œwiat...

Nasz nowy œwiat
A KREW I £ZY
DODA£Y BARW SZTANDAROM!
Nasz nowy raj
Fa³szywy bóg wyznaczy³ cel - SZALEÑCOM!!!

Ludzie bez twarzy wci¹¿ schodz¹ miêdzy nas
Budz¹c nadziejê w tych, którym CI¥GLE LE
A KREW SPIJAMY WCI¥¯ NOW¥,
OG£UCHLI OD BRAW
BO KTOŒ MIA£ SEN. SEN!!!

NIE ZW¥TPI NIKT W BEZMYŒLNY POTOK S£ÓW
SZALEÑCZY ŒPIEW WYCISN¥ Z NASZYCH UST
BY PRZYSZED£ DZIEÑ
WRAZ Z NIM NASZ NOWY ŒWIAT!

ZNOWU KTOŒ SZYBKO WSTA£
Chcia³ odnaleŸæ w morzu s³ów
Dziwny sens wiary swej
Dosta³ lustro. NIE MIA£ TWARZY!
Przera¿ony zachwia³ siê
NAGLE ODSZED£ W MROK...

[English free translation]

Harvesters Of Minds

A man without a face stepped down among us
Awakening the hope in those who were doing badly
We, striken deaf from clapping,
Have been drinking the blood from his mouth
BECAUSE HE HAD A DREAM...

The mower without a face pointed at a new crop
A nation moved to tears collected a harvest of evil
He spoke that he see clearly how near the purpose is
Because he had a dream. A DREAM!

No one lost his hope - in silly words
Insane chant - emited from our mouth
The day was expected to come
And our new world as well

Our new world
Where the blood and tears will fade away like
Reminiscence...

Suddenly someone stood up quickly
Wanted to find in the sea of words
Strange sense of his faith
Has been given a looking-glass. HAD NO FACE!
Being shaken and terrified, THEN LEFT INTO THE DARK...

No one lost his hope - in silly words
Insane chant - emited from our mouth
AND THE DAY HAS COME!
And our new world as wel...

Our new world
AND THE BLOOD AND TEARS
HAVE ADDED A COLOUR TO FLAGS!
Our new paradise
A false god has marked a purpose - For MADMAN!!!

People without faces keep stepping down among us
Awakening the hope in those, who STILL ARE DOING BADLY
AND WE KEEP DRINKING UP THE BLOOD,
STRIKEN DEAF FROM CLAPPING
BECAUSE ONE HAD A DREAM. A DREAM!!!

NO ONE WILL LOSE HIS HOPE - IN SILLY WORDS
INSANE CHANT - EMITED FROM OUR MOUTH
TO MAKE THE DAY COME
AND OUR NEW WORLD AS WELL!

AGAIN SOMEONE STOOD UP QUICKLY...
Wanted to find in the sea of words
Strange sense of his faith
Has been given a looking-glass, HAD NO FACE!
Being shaken and terrified
THEN LEFT INTO THE DARK...