piosenka z płyty "Pochwała łotrostwa"
Tłumaczenie:
We cought a cat in a corner of trash
I pressed his head into a wet lump of gravel
My ten years old crazy friend
Holding one's breath -- used penknife
The pet struggled, blood was soaking in gravel
Scared fur was fluttering
The blade opened up cat's chest
Into bald lungs and bundles of slippery intestines
Protest of living force became flabby
delighted anxiety was banging in the heart
Up to nine lives cat superstition burst
In red nerves and blues vein.
Such memory moves a memory thread
Crazy friend became surgery known in all the world
And knows when live ends
I'm writting poems about kinds of death
Humanity owes much to the cat suffering
Nie szczędźcie łapek w górę, bo to mnie motywuje!