Wuc in fresh clothes today,
shoes clean, combed,
Almost male, almost...
Yet, he misses: “I have no power!
When I ruled, Wolska was all
For 8 years, it flourished.
I am the shining way,
The people listened to me, as I commanded.
Today – how do you live? ♪ Deny without me ♪
Our Wolska is about to fall.
They'll be coming in.
You want to look forward to the bida?
What way of salvation?
Who relieves you of your torment of thinking?
Who will show you the way to the future
And fear from the forehead will erase?
Who will supply a safe life,
Will it make all sunny day?
So you don't gotta go to bars again.
With life to take on? More faith!
I preach the truth, the people of Wolski –
I'm the only 1 that's gonna make things worse.
But I request power again...
Don't think much. It's disturbing.
Believing in me will do wonders,
Your destiny will improve in no time,
When in the election, the next,
You will give me your voice, dark people.
I promise you, Elita.
(after Tumanum? specified a life),
I'm certain erstwhile she's faithful,
he will gain again at the heights."
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And I compose satirically:
“Wucu, lead!” – a beautiful slogan,
but Poles and Poles
I don't know.
But don't worry, Wucu divine,
Time will soothe your concerns –
When most people are sober,
His future will be saved.
Wolska's beautiful wasted.
Memory – this is the strength of the people.
I want your name
It warned me. That's all.
