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Je​ś​ć i pić

from B​ę​dą bi​ć​! by Hańba!

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To Eat And To Drink
by Władysław Broniewski

I have no money to eat nor to drink
One ought to work to exist
If there is a decent job
I’ll join the masons’ labour
To eat and to drink

ke the trowel in hand, brother
You’ll work earnestly
Walls and roofs shall emerge
The great prison will be built

They will give me food and drink
In this prison I will rot!

I don’t want no bolts and bars
I will stray far, far away
I shall take the iron hammer
And join blacksmiths
No bolts and bars

Hit the hammer with us, brother
There’s a work on a chain
Tempered in fire it will be
Your shackles shall be made of it

Executioner waits for my chain
I will carry it for many years

What shall I do, where should I go?
Shall I eat from hunger a stone
It is destined for me to be
Unemployment, famine and cell
Oh, brother, where should I go?

translated by Mateusz Nowicki

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from B​ę​dą bi​ć​!, released August 25, 2017

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