Coalition
Oh, so Mr. Voltaire himself has already made the finishing.
The Ambassador from across the sea delights equality
Spectres come from the ever-dead-like Lenin-sfer
Bismarck's sideburns are burning again
Take it easy, gentlemen. Everyone will fit in.
Don't push and stay calm
A tender nation of the locals is simply a witch
Let his speech put him to sleep.
The concept known to you for centuries is known roles
The appearance of rights is to be preserved
Let the ink flow red on the table
And the seal of the traitors shall melt with the speech of silver
Just pay attention to this 1 obstacle for centuries.
The thing is disturbing and worthy of attention
This nation continues to bear its sins
From ministries and marshals mocking our seriousness
Bell
Maybe past has been going on for centuries.
Praying in earnest binds God’s judgments
The Lord prolongs time by forgiving mortal sins
and suffering allows you to take distant the bitterness of bondage
Centuries God gives us a Sigismund bell
Though it breaks the heart of bronze as a sign of large importance
And then time stops for large fear
Or erstwhile God sends down the rays of heavenly glory
Why is the bell silent present and the silence of the large around
Or out of time, the knights will yet awaken
Then the arms and cords of the bell will lift
And only God waits for our hearts to shake the strings
Wojciech Miotke
