Booze is destruction,
I cannot quit, were I to rot
the days of losing I'll leave behind me
leave 'em in the ocean of tears,

And here you've got me!
You've dug up my must
Yes, I will drink till I bite the dust
But I tell you: Fight!

Look, I've lost, it could be otherwise
You've got your chance
So fight and throw your dice.

Tradition is knocking me down
I talk about Poland and pass the bottle around
Visions and vodka taste
Don't say NO!
When I say YES!