A gdy będę umierał [English translation]

And when I am dying

A general will not come

A director will quietly yawn

Cos an unimportant one is dying

The heart will splash into a lake of silence

A doctor will sign a paper

From counter, a Jackal and a Hiena

Will put my things in a bag

A wife will come in a vail

Here's the passcard, Charon

The gold tooth, stays behind

Adjust the feather and the head

And when I am burried

A drunken son will cry

And trample a distinguished sash

Then he'll go to war

At the cemetery, by the brick wall

The Sun will hide behind a cloud

A light rain will sprinkle

Drowning the memory of me

At the funeral meal with "bigos"

Someone will scream in a terrifying voice

You'll go out to see who's yelling

Finding silence, all around

• Artist:Kult
• Album:Tata 2