Polka — текст песни (Vicious crusade)

[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik]

Look at me decrepit old man,
Bent by hundred years weight,
Beaten many times by whims of fate.
>From the dawn until the sunset
Worked like dog for daily bread -
Crust and water were all that I had!

And I am hey-hough child of this land.
And I will hey-hough live here all my life.
And I am hey-hough child of this land.
And I will hey-hough live here till I die!

Greedy priests and cruel landlords
Tried to make me knuckle down,
Tried to bend me to the cold ground.
But I still stand though bent by years
Like I`ve been standing all my life -
Proud child I am still alive!
They tried to make me knuckle down,
They tried to bend me to the ground,
They beat and chased me all my life,
But I`m still standing still alive!