Kult - Komu bije dzwon

Again today I see the sunset
Again I managed to see the end
Less fortunate were those, how many there were
Many, I didn't even count them

Every day I reap my harvest
The end of the journey each day
To be or to have? – these two questions
Closer towards the goals of possession

I don't need to know too much
I don't need to know too much
When everything ends as I thought
Bury me in the ground, where I came from

Bim-bom, bam-bim-bom
How to know everything, for whom the bell tolls
Bim-bom, bam-bim-bom
How to know everything, for whom the bell tolls
Bim-bom, bam-bim-bom
How to know everything, for whom the bell tolls
Bim-bom, bam-bim-bom
How to know everything, for whom the bell tolls

So keep your head up when the day rises in the morning
Legs are for walking on them
In days, whether worse or better
This one is the last, which is not the first

Clink, the cup full of bitterness broke
I can't count the spilled drops anymore
Which day will be the last day
Was I or did I have? – two riddles

I don't need to know too much
I don't need to know too much
When everything ends as I thought
Bury me in the sea, where I came from

Yes, bim-bom, bam-bim-bom
How to know everything, for whom the bell tolls
Bim-bom, bam-bim-bom
How to know everything, for whom the bell tolls
Bim-bom, bam-bim-bim-bim-bom
How to know everything, for whom the bell tolls
Bim-bom, bam-bim-bom
How to know everything, for whom the bell tolls