Ryszard Rynkowski - Zwierzenia Ryśka, czyli jedzie pociąg

To do nothing, have no worries
Have a cold one in the shade
Lay in the grass, count the clouds
To be naked and content

To do nothing, have addictions
Skive off where you can
Laze around, kiss the world
Good Lord, please let us!

From afar comes a train, it's waiting for no-one
Oh good conductor man, anywhere but not to Warsaw

From afar comes a train, it's waiting for no-one
Oh good conductor man, anywhere but not to Warsaw

To do nothing, have no worries
Have a cold one in the shade
Lay in the grass, count the clouds
Be naked and happy

And privately, be blond-haired
With a forest on your head
And on a canopied bed
Do somethings, and not just once

From afar comes a train, it's waiting for no-one
Oh good conductor man, anywhere but not to Warsaw

From afar comes a train, it's waiting for no-one
Oh good conductor man, anywhere but not to Warsaw

Be above that which hurts us
Which only shames us
Drink a barrel of salt with our enemies
Good Lord, please let us!

Don't watch the news
To a few guys yell out "pass"
Bite on a goldfish's bones
For what it had given us

From afar comes a train, it's waiting for no-one
Oh good conductor man, anywhere but not to Warsaw

From afar comes a train, it's waiting for no-one
Oh good conductor man, anywhere but not to Warsaw
Oh no no no no no
Just not to Warsaw
Oh no no no no no
Just not to Warsaw
Oh no no no no no
Just not to Warsaw