Franek Kimono - Marynara łubudubu

When the guitar tears at my nerves
When the bass hits me over and over
When the drums bombard me nonstop
That's when a wild energy builds up inside me
I don’t feel, I don’t see, I don’t hear
I just stomp, whistle, and shout

I tear off my bombshell jacket
And go into a wild dance with full force
In the excitement, sometimes
I might fall to the floor
Or mess up my hair
Or sing in two voices
Or even completely lose my head

My jacket spins around like crazy
The fans are having fun, I swear on my life
No one will move a fanatic
No one will chase him away, no one will silence him
When there’s joyful dancing all around
Oh, yes, łubudubu, ongi-dongi, jogi-babi-bu

And if some buzzkill stands near me
Who keeps giving me grief over and over
Such a guy doesn’t feel the rhythm, just spoils the vibe
Instead of joining in with pop culture
He should lock himself away with his sheet music
Sit at home, spin records, and conduct

I tell him – dude, take off your jacket
You didn’t come here to sit like you’re being punished
Łubudubu, łubudubu, ongi-dongi
At a party, it has to be fun
I rip off his dull gray jacket
And take him into a wild dance at full throttle
In the excitement, sometimes
I might throw him to the floor
Or mess up his three hairs
Or belt out songs together in two voices
Or even completely lose our heads

His jacket spins around like crazy
The fans are having fun, I swear on my life
No one will move a fanatic
No one will chase him away, no one will silence him
When there’s joyful dancing all around
Oh, yes, łubudubu, ongi-dongi, jogi-babi-bu
Oh, yes, łubudubu, ongi-dongi, jogi-babi-bu
Oh, yes, łubudubu…