Maria Peszek - Jak pistolet

This is a true story
That’s why it’s so sad
About impossible love
Like pendolino to Kutno
This is a bashful story
Two girls
Love you know
K and P seventeen years old
Fine chicks,but les

Words can hurt
Words can kill
Ay, Polish people, Catholics
And we forget
A word can
Become flesh
Dead body
They lied under the trees
With their heads towards one another

Let’s make it now
Let’s make here
Together forever
Just me and you
And I put my love
To your head like a gun
Come I’ll take you there
Where it won’t hurt

This is a bashful story
Two girls
Love you know
K and P seventeen years old
Fine chicks, but les
September ends
Summer ends
Bye bye mum, bye bye dad
What a beautiful end of the world
Wet ground and a spade

And the word became flesh
Two bodies
They lied under the trees
With their head towards one another
They fed one another
With tablets with poppyseed
In the forest in the night in secret
So as no-one would help

Let’s make it now
Let’s make here
Together forever
Just me and you
And I put my love
To your head like a gun
Come I’ll take you there
Where it won’t hurt

It’s all over
The end, amen
Game over
The end the end
Amen amen
Already game over (2x)

Let’s make it now
Let’s make here
Together forever
Just me and you
And I put my love
To your head like a gun
Come I’ll take you there
Where it won’t hurt (2x)