Jednorożec [English translation]

[Intro: Sokół & Choir]

I don't know why you say that back in the day life was good.

I don't know what you saw or what drugs you took.

You probably grew up in some magical realm where these horses with a horn on their head live. Whatchamacallit.

(Unicorns)

Unicorns.

My memories of that period

are not as fond as yours

but...

[Chorus: Sokół & Choir] x2

Close your eyes and ''Look, a unicorn!"

on a pink grass.

You're pushing a white bike

with a dog basket.

[First verse: Sokół]

I'm a hustler1

but my pockets are not always full.

Sometimes I barely have anything,

other days more than enough.

I don't have money for booze, nothing to do

and nothing to lose.

Bouncers are giving me a hard stare,

so I don't go there.

Homie nicked couple of things from the shop.

Owner2started to bawl his head off,

he got punched in the face and fell into a (store)shelf.

I sleep wherever I happen to be.

I'm dippin' a slice of bread in a bowl of instant noodles.

I'm fuckin' her on the staircase.

I don't know her name.

We're drinking in front of a convenience store.

[Chorus]x2

[Second verse: Sokół]

I punch him in the face but he's still standing.

I get kicked from the side.

My homie knocks the guy out.

My eye is swollen shut.

We're in jail, coughin' up blood.

Coppers are talkin' shit.

"Uncuff me, motherfucker

and we can throw them hands."

They're stitching my head up in the E.R

We're at the train station, drinking with some broads from Vilnius

Next thing we know we wake up in Częstochowa.

On the bus ride home pickpocket is checkin' if I'm awake,

Someone is sellin' loosies.

City warden is being cussed out again.

[Chorus]

[Third verse: Sokół]

They try to tell me that I compromised myself

but then it turns out that I did nothing wrong.

Me and my crew

are striving for a better life.

I meet this homie at the crack house about couple of hot items.

Guy's a lost case.

Fuckin' land of milk and honey

where a caretaker sifts through trashcans.

I kept grub stashed behind the (electricity) meter

That was my livelihood for a while.

I lived a

comfortable life.

I was winning at cards,

collecting debts.

That's how my life looked back then.

[Bridge: Sokół & Lena Osińska]

So I don't know what you saw

in that wonderful past of yours

(Close your eyes and ''Look, a unicorn!)

Figures made of conkers and elves

(on a pink grass)

dancing on the clouds made of cotton candy

(you're pushing a white bike)

but... (with a dog basket)

[Chorus: Sokół & Choir & Mateusz Krautwurst]

1. someone who uses their skill, talents, or instincts to make a quick buck. source:https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hustler2. or a sales assistant

• Artist:Sokół