Kropki kreski [English translation]

All of the markings on a body

A priceless record of moments

Like pages of a diary

A cipher of dots and dashes

A map of memories and winding roads

The skeleton hardens my

Limp muscle, in the cage of bones

Pulsating, quickens the rhythm

It's the beginning, arising suns

And trambling in the corners of lips

Fear has big eyes

I'll wag my finger at it

On the topography of the body

Uninhabited land

With a contour I divide the terrain

I prime, I choose a background

With a permanent ink

Redness suits the look of my face

Without a stencil or a pattern

Passionate, deep down to blood

It's the beginning, arising suns

And trambling in the corners of lips

Fear has big eyes

I'll wag my finger at it

It's the beginning, arising suns

And trambling in the corners of lips

Fear has big eyes

I'll wag my finger at it

• Artist:Monika Brodka
• Album:Granda