FACTS OF LIFE
You can't just breath to prove you're still alive
Collapsing in the sad existance, face behind the mask
Making only little steps, you won't surprise anyone
The facts of live, the power of living
The facts of live, the power of living
The facts of live, the power of living
The facts of live, the power of living
Now we are carrying the heavy, heavy load
But life starts and life ends, you just don't seem to care
Making only little steps, you won't surprise anyone
You can't just breath to prove you're still alive
Collapsing in the sad existance, face behind the mask
Making only little steps, you won't surprise anyone
MIND EXPLORER
Explore the mind and reach salvation
Solve the puzzle of creation
Past events, past lifes happened to you
More than just a feeling of a deja-vu
I feel like a onlooker into my past life
Cutting into previous times my mind the knife
When hallucinating seem things in dreams
Could I see into the future? It isn't what it seems
I say it's confusion the way that I feel
Chemical inside me makes it so surreal
Explore the mind and reach salvation
Solve the puzzle of creation
They hold the strings, salvation is far
You'D like to see things the way that they are
They don't want you discovering your mind
They stay in power, while you stay blind
Wisdom, knowledge you must devour
Threaten convention, those in power
As will the opressors in authority
Who'd hate to see our land totally free
Explore the mind and reach salvation
Solve the puzzle of creation
Ragga technician is on the mission
Against those who stay in power while you stay in vision
Watch out a feel a reggae wide attack
Bad days now are gone, the rotten system gone out
So people people move your dancing bodies
Destroy the old statement make everything clear
Our mind shall burn, with or without cannabis
The time is incoming, and the prophecy is near
HIGH EXPECTATION
Beetwen the high expectation
We trod through the same situation
We keep on falling in our little obsessions
Forgot what is wrong what is right
FRYZJER
Na chmurze, w potop i w upa
on stoi i pdzel gryzie
on stoi i brzytw ostrzy
zielony cakiem fryzjer!
A kitel na nim brudny
A wszystko na nim zwise
On stoi i brzytw ostrzy
Zielony cakiem fryzjer!
Klientw w trumny kad
Klienci bardzo grzeczni
Wymyci i ogoleni
i w ondulacji wiecznej
A mwi o nim Boe
A on po prostu Fryzjer
Na chmurze gadzi ostrze
i krzywy pdzel gryzie
NOTHING BUT A SORROW
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
(baaabbyllooon....)
Visions from the screen feed the paranoia
The more I look at them, the more exactly i see
Use your mind, you've got to choose the way
Live behind insanity
If you choose the way of wicked
Than pretend you will be done
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
Man internal balance has been destroyed
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
(baaabbyllooon....)
If you choose the way of wicked
Than pretend you will be done
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
Man internal balance has been destroyed
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon
(baaabbyllooon....)
COMMIN INNA
Now we commin inna, commin inna weeed'n inspiration
With the drum and bass to another dimension
Everyday we struggle and trying to get higher
Let your bad thoughts burn like a ritual fire
This ya weed'n inspiration, dub commin a vibration
a human revelation of my world
Years ago explorers travelled around the globe
But my expedition needs only non-chemical probe
Keep it illegal, it can only do harm
Too narrow minded to keep calm
Discover your role, tell me why you're here
Is the babylon train gonna crush you?
This ya blind connection, not worth imagination
Of people whose eyes don't see
Their ears arent' prepared for those riddims and those facts
Their pride is following their thoughts
This bass line is legal it can do no harm
It can only be awareness for them
So you must discover your role tell me why you're here
Is the babylon train gonna crush you?
COMMIN INNA HE
Riddim is a guide, which will lead you through the life
and the pulse is our friend, which will give you helping hand
duby duby duby dubdudbuddbdubud duby dub seszyn
SICK SITUATION (Cdur Fdur Amol Amol)
Hello brother and sisters
Let me introduce you
Our special guest, first time on Jamaica
These white guys are from Poland
From the famous reggae company "W moich oczach"
Ladies and gentelmen - PAPRIKA KORPS!!!!!!!
roots, roots music....
Sick situation if you need a straight answer
watch out you'll be infected by bureaucratical cancer
You can't buy the justice, but you know how it goes
So don't accept the system which is rotten to the bones
Rotten to the bones (bidibabom, bidibabom, bidibabom)
PRZEDE WSZYSTKIM MUZYKI
Przede wszystkim muzyki
co rytm sercu wybija
co z krwi dryfuje
i ciepem owija
Przede wszystkim muzyki
co powietrza nie pruje
lecz wrd energii myli
wraz z wiatrem szybuje
Przede wszystkim muzyki!
Przede wszystkim mioci!
Przede wszystkim nadziei!
Przede wszystkim wiary!
Przede wszystkim wiary
co prowadzi w obszary
nie moliwe fizycznie
ni psychologicznie
Przede wszystkim wiary
czynicej czary-mary
bez wzgldu na dary
bez wzgldu na kary
Roots'a Roots'a reggae style positiv a'brationovai
Przede wszystkim muzyki!
Przede wszystkim mioci!
Przede wszystkim nadziei!
Przede wszystkim wiary!
Roots'a Roots'a reggae style positiv a'brationovai
STRANGE DUB
All we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream
POPRZEZ BABILONU MUR
Na wzgrzach pon ogniska
Gromadzi si wolny lud
Gos bbnw niesie si w noc
poprzez Babilonu mur
Otwrz oczy wsta i id
Opu to przeklte miasto
Wsta i id za gosem bbnw
nim na wzgrzach ognie zgasn
FROM SOUL TO SOUL
From soul to soul
From mind to mind
This is what i call
a real reggae sound
Drown into the riddims
Dive into the music
Discover how deep
is a reggae sound
ZA NAMI
Za nami dom niewoli
a przed nami mga
Szukamy swych korzeni
Jestemy dziemi tej ziemi
Nasza afryka bya zawsze tu
Ni zostaa zerwana
cito wity db
Nie znacz nic wane sowa
Uczmy si ich od nowa
Nasza afryka bya zawsze tu
CROWD
Feel your attention
drawed at the feeling which paralise you while disturbing the row!
You’re infected one,
if while now listening this,
before rating this,
your eyes are looking forward to an opinion of rest of sheeps!
Forward!
Is this a fear of being rejected i recognise.. within your eyes ?
when you're able to think for yourself from time to time
and when you look so proud when carrying the flag
hidden safely floating with the crowd... from time to time.
TO CONQUER AND TO RULE
To conquer and to rule, forgeing the nations
by dividing men. Constant refilling of fool.
Well trained politicians use the animosity
Engineered insanity is more efficient than bombs;
Tipyfying conflicts of Yugoslavia or mideast.
The man next door - your best friend, becomes your worst enemy
STARTING LINE
Starting line has left far behind.
Take a breath, before you reach the ground.
By all those years we have finally done it
We’ve learned how to live while falling down
And how to open our eyes from time to time
So flash the light and wake me up
After all those years we can stand the feeling
Of decreasing altitiude without disturbing deep dream
While we swap the phases turning to better side
We deride, we’d like to decide
PROMISES
Why do I have this feeling – They want to suck blood from my vains,
where are all those JFK’s with their trustworthy promises
There’s no need to be obsessed
Searchin’ for the knowledge you can’t have
Truth’s out of reach of your hands
Lying in the drawer of their desks
They’re redefining the meaning of the word morality
Flying ten kilometres above the law
Givin’ show to the mob to cool down the heat
The government will feed itself again
RIDDIM
don't always avoid the dark side of the town
lose, lose the riddim at least one more time
Street glitters reflecting the moon. World glazed with recent rain
From passing by unfriendly crowd drifts a familiar smell
Sniffing shoes soaked in forgotten puddles leads obediently but unsure of the way;
The right path is being chosen by pulse or rather by the throbbing riddim within the head
Riddim is a guide which will lead you through the life.
And the pulse is a friend which will give you helping hand.
CAMP BABYLON
Pitch the camp babilon. The winner takes it all
Do you feel comfortable in a brand new role?
Dig the poet up. Drag him up by his sideburns
Ask him, are we still Messiahs while now serving Rome?
The cannon fodder's bible is waiting to be reexplained
Just increase among an audience missing the old kingdom's fame
Pitch the camp babilon. The winner takes it all
Do you feel comfortable in a brand new role?
Inert heads, during turbulence above the place he died
play the national anthem banging lids under white-red rags
So was the oportunity to start a life of their own.
to earn for their own flat or at last leave their in-law's house
Pitch the camp babilon. The winner takes it all
Do you feel comfortable in a brand new role?
Instead of these VIP's around a heroic grave
with national umbrellas to prevent the rain from wetting their suits
nearby industrialists, engineers and hordes of middlemen
appreciate devotion and unify in pain
Pitch the camp babilon. The winner takes it all
Do you feel comfortable in a brand new role?
DON'T TRUST
Looking through my windows,
trying to grab as much as they can,
they would gladly step foot in my home,
but i manage to shut, to shut the door.
I am not a player, I am a spectator.
I know i don’t take part in this game,
cause it seems to be clear from a distance sharp and rough.
Maybe i haven't seen a lot but i've seen enough.
I don't trust no one, who claims to be the voice of the generation
My former god,
well known in heavens as an addicted smoker,
was trading the souls he possesed
to get money for his favourite poison.
So liberation hasn't cost me too much,
but prejudiced me against such companions.
Now my door frame is wrestling with another's proposals
and it's going to be brighter after closeing the blinds.
I don't trust no one, who claims to be the voice of the generation
KAMCA
Kamca powinien mie dobr pami,
Dobrze porusza si we wasnych garstwach,
Musi to robi odpowiedzialnie,
Kamca powinien mie dobr pami.
Nie moe zdraci si zajkniciem,
Kiedy si spotka z niedowierzaniem,
Kiedy kto kamcy sucha uwanie,
Kamca powinien mie dobr pami.
Prawda to kamstwo, co nie wyszo na jaw.
Prawdziwy kamca wsptworzy prawd,
Starannie troszczy si o swe dziea,
kiedy kto kamcy sucha uwanie.
GSIOR TURYSTA
Tam gdzie si koczy turkusowy staw,
Przebiega granica krlestwa gsi.
Przeczapa granic gsior Jan
ciekawy i niepewny po czci.
Wygi sw szyj by spojrze w gr
Jeszcze nie widzia drzew a z tak bliska
Wstpi na mech. Zabio mocniej
serce starego ptaszyska.
Dalej w gb lasu podrepta gsior
Zupenie oszoomiony z zachwytu.
Zgadza si wszystko co zapamita
ze starych gsich mitw.
Co zagrodzio drog Janowi.
linic si, szczerzc zbiska ku niemu.
Gsior zlitowa si nad godnym lisem -
Przywita si po gsiemu.
Wyj z plecaka kanapki z rzs
Przysiad obok na paskim kamieniu
Dzielc z koleg si gsim specjaem
I gadajc przy jedzeniu.
„Co robisz gsiorze tak daleko od domu? Bardzo niebezpieczny dzisiaj las!”
„Wiele nasuchaem si o lesie drogi lisie, chciaem sam zobaczy go cho raz!”
Lis ju najedzony poklepa si po brzuchu
Przestaa ju lina mu ciec z pyska
„Oprowadz ci po lesie drogi gsiorze
Nie pominiesz adnego, ciekawego zjawiska.”
Gsior z ciekawoci podrapa si pod dziobem
Suchajc historii o najbliszej polanie.
O dbie obok ktrego przechodzili.
I o stojcym w oddali kasztanie.
Wtem lis zdrtwia wszc swym nosem.
Zza krzakw wychylia eb pokraka
Gsior rozpozna wilka z opowiada
I sign po prowiant do plecaka.
„Co robisz gsiorze tak daleko od domu? Bardzo niebezpieczny dzisiaj las!”
„Wiele nasuchaem si o lesie drogi wilku, chciaem sam zobaczy go cho raz!”
Wilk wola raczej opowiada o sobie
Lisowi zostawi rol przewodnika.
Okaza si bowiem weteranem wojny
z drug stron strumyka.
Troch zakrztusi si ostatnim ksem
Wic Jan poda wod ze stawu w termosie.
I ruszyli dalej suchajc lisa
legendy o porannej rosie.
Gdy gsior zarzdzi przerw w zwiedzaniu
Bo mczy zaczy si gsie apki
Zeskoczy z gazi kuna, zapyta:
„Masz jeszcze jakie kanapki?”
„Co robisz gsiorze tak daleko od domu? Bardzo niebezpieczny dzisiaj las!”
„Wiele nasuchaem si o lesie drogi kuno, chciaem sam zobaczy go cho raz!”
Kuna przyczy si do towarzystwa
Cho nie odzywa si prawie.
to chcia posucha od Jana jak yje si
gsiom w dalekim stawie.
Gdy nadszed ju wieczr i pora kolacji
Pustk zawiao z gsiego plecaka
Jan zdrtwia widzc jak caa trjka
okra zaczyna ptaka.
Nagle ziemia drgna i ryk si rozleg straszny
Przepaszajc w trzy wiatry jegomoci.
Biedny may gsior zosta sam z potworem
W rodku lasu, w zupenej ciemnoci.
„Co robisz gsiorze tak daleko od domu? Bardzo niebezpieczny dzisiaj las!”
„Lasu mam ju do! Jak ja teraz znajd powrotn drog nad staw?”
Ten ostatni refren nalea do niedwiedzia
I z jego ust wyjdzie rwnie pointa
„Czasem atwiej dawa jest ni bra lecz musisz,
Jedn wan rzecz zapamita”
Prawi mi prowadzc gsiora do stawu.
„Chocia skpstwa rwnie nie doradzam,
to nie oczekuj wiele od takich przyjaci,
ktrym si przyja z tob opaca”
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AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
