O.S.T.R.
Szanuj Swoje Życie (ENGLISH TRANSLATION)
[Hook / Cuts x4]
Honor your life and thank God for having it
Because you live once
[Chorus x2]
If you think it's over, you have nothing to live for
Play this track and feel like a champion
Forgive me for this honesty and eternal optimism
You're not, I'm not, my friend, are you?
[Verse 1]
Three steps up the roof, fifteenth floor, you're flying
Two seconds and the earth to breathe forever
Does it change anything? I doubt how you stand upstairs
Then jump and you'll only become a fucking coward
Do you like the taste of death?
Are you ineptly covering only eternal fear?
Thе hangover and conscience arе tiring, and where is your guardian angel?
Sorry, you only lose your identity here
There is no heart in us, I know
But this is how I would die at least once a day
In the face of evil and the scenes that fate sends us here
Don't fuck me that the fucking lack of hasju is killing
Suicidal moment, how smart you are
At least donate your organs for transplant before the flight
You do not add up my misfortunes, because I know what hunger is
Thank God my son can eat what the king can eat
If fate mocks you, don't waste your bullets
Because you look like you're looking for Al Qaeda in heaven
I prefer to be closer to the truth because life can be beautiful
If not today, then tomorrow, you probably know about it
[Chorus x2]
If you think it's over, you have nothing to live for
Play this track and feel like a champion
Forgive me for this honesty and eternal optimism
You're not, I'm not, my friend, are you?
[Verse 2]
Small room, bed next to a chair and a table
On it, a remedy for insomnia, and in it, past and pain
"Give me a break now, I want to break off like this
From a life worth what a fuck to have "
Until tomorrow, you brother, I don't believe in this movie
It is not for this that the heart pumps blood into the veins
I love to live, drink, eat, breathe, sleep
Even when bad luck meets our nerves
I know - it's easier this way, a suicidal instinct
And loved ones? So die, brother, egoists
Here in this war for profits before you cut off your oxygen
You can sell death discreetly to TVN
Two four on the D, you'll be famous like Kurt
For one day worth as much as a dick
But the stench will not die after you, rest assured
You will gain nothing and you will leave your family and relatives behind
Someone needs you and don't tell me it's false
Even when this concrete pushes you to death
Don't say you don't stand a chance, you don't see the point in life
You're not, I'm not, my friend, are you?
[Hook / Cuts x8]
Honor your life and thank God for having it
Because you live once