Strachy na Lachy - Moralne salto

Each night from the crucifix
He's looking down at her
When in half, she's folding
Her cheap dress
He won't say anything when again
She puts it on in the morning
Everything about her, he knows already
An affordable guardian angel

It's the second year that she stands
Behind the curtain
She won't forgive him that
He left with another
On the table spilled
The moral flip
A sad history
with domination

Strange dreams she has five
Like fingers on each of her hands
She wipes her smile from old photographs
And a part of his smile
Starving eyes she'll feed
She knows quite well now, that WE
Does not divide by THREE
With younger girls and
If someone knocks on her door
It means that with all the strength
The draft is pounding with delusions
The draft is pounding with delusions

Deeper she'll wrap herself in a blanket
During the black hour
She won't count the tears
Left in the cinema
Farewell will bid her the smoke from the candles
The ash in the chimney
This night he stepped down from the cross
He won't be by her side

She grows braver and is willing
In the kitchen, a burner with gas
Herself she feels she's just a backdrop
And her life begins to crawl
She curses this day
And herself before an altar
Don't ask me from where I know this
That story I'll tell you another time

Strange dreams she has five
Like fingers on each of her hands
She wipes her smile from old photographs
And a part of his smile
Starving eyes she'll feed
She knows quite well now, that WE
Does not divide by three
With younger girls and
If someone knocks on her door
It means that with all the strength
The draft is pounding with delusions
The draft is pounding with delusions...

She's not fine with that
Don't ask her if she's fine

A.