Quietly
after the great silent
IDUs themselves to the city to scout
IDU and patrzu

On the streets of Cichosz
on sidewalks Cichosz
no Mickiewicz
and there is no Milosz

Here there quietly Cichosz
brownish gray and winter
there is no Slovak
and there is no Tuwima

On the streets of Cichosz
on sidewalks Cichosz
no Mickiewicz
and there is no Milosz

Here there quietly Cichosz
brownish gray and winter
there is no Slovak
and there is no Tuwima

Quietly
after the great silent
IDU and the IDU and IDU
and patrzu and spectator

In the hands of the heads of Cichosz
in the mouth in the eyes of Cichosz
no impostors
and there is no rokoszan

Here there quietly Cichosz
gray and dirty and śnieży
no astronauts
and there is no popes

On the streets of Cichosz
on sidewalks Cichosz
no Mickiewicz
and there is no Milosz


Here there quietly Cichosz
gray and dirty and śnieży
no astronauts
and there is no popes

Here there quietly Cichosz
and nothing at all than have
This spring and summer
autumn or winter