15.09.2020
Passport
Take me again beyond this river called BugWhere storks have their all-time paradise
It's you, mum, I sometimes rub my eyelid for
It's you, mum, one tear sometimes falls for
Understand, I washed my passport with my trousers
You'll understand, it's your profession
You taught me to be clean so sometimes
Here in a foreign country called Poland I must do laudry too
I washed my passport with the trousers of a reputed company
Not from Burma or China if you know what I mean
I pressed the button of the washing machine and... oops.
I washed my passport with the trousers of a reputed company
Not from Burma or China if you know what I mean
I pressed the button of the washing machine and... oops, I'm a Pole, not a Russky