Sztuka latania – Lady Pank (Tekst)

You ask me again
Which letter is this of yours?
To reply to you
If only I could
What progress I made by today
In the art of flying
The most difficult of arts

Each morning by elevator
I almost ride to the roof
There's a block here
The highest in the neighborhood
Every day I think
Looking from it at the world
What will happen when
I finally take that step

The last cry, the swan's note
And still nothing in the puppet theater
Generally speaking - life is brutal
Besides that everything is perfect

Yesterday I jumped
I had wings like a bird
Once in a lifetime
Everyone probably felt that
Someone suddenly shouted:
"That's what everyone would want!"
Something grabbed me
And pulled me down

The last cry, the swan's note
And still nothing in the puppet theater
Generally speaking - life is brutal
Besides that everything is perfect

The last cry, the swan's note
And still nothing in the puppet theater
Generally speaking - life is brutal
Besides that everything is perfect
Besides that everything is perfect