Kult - A gdy będę umierał

And when I will be dying, dying, dying
Will come no general, general, general
Will quietly yawn the director, director, director
Because just anyone is dying, just anyone, just anyone

The heart will splash into the pond of silence, pond of silence, pond of silence
The doctor will sign the paper, sign the paper, sign the paper
The jackal with the hyena from the office, the office, the office
Will put things in a bag, in a bag, in a bag

The wife will come in a veil, in a veil, in a veil
You have a pass, Charon, Charon, Charon
Leave the gold tooth, leave it, leave it
Fix the feather with the head, fix it, fix it

And when I will be buried, buried, buried
The son will cry drunk, drunk, drunk
Trample on the dignified ribbons, dignified ribbons, dignified ribbons
Then he will go to war, to war, to war

At the cemetery by the wall, by the wall, by the wall
The sun will set behind a cloud, behind a cloud, behind a cloud
A light rain will sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle
It will drown my memory, drown it, drown it

And at the wake with bigos, with bigos, with bigos
Someone will shout terribly, shout terribly, shout terribly
You will go out, look who is calling, who is calling, who is calling
You will find silence all around, all around, all around