LYRICS:

Too late for protests [it is either here - 'objections' or 'demos', I prefer the second meaning]
They are already here

The fate of handmaidens awaits us
Prepare for darkness, prepare for darkness

Blessed is the Fruit of womb [in PL Bible is it "of thy life/existence"]
Hail the faith, hope and virtue
Which [fem.] crosses the line shall be kicked out of the show [telenowela, soap opera]

[fem.] Servile, obedient by the stars of the [silver] screen

Play your role well
[fem.] You shall be rewarded
The career will finally move forward
when you will find your patron;

police officer
attorney
bischop or director
minister, CEO, lord
primate [rel.], president

Instead of protest-songs
I am singing the hymns of adoration
Obedience or rebelion
Blissful schisophrenia

Blessed is the Fruit of womb
Hail the faith, hope and virtue
Which [fem.] crosses the line shall be kicked out of the show

[fem.] Servile, obedient by the stars of the [silver] screen

Which [fem.] crosses the line shall be kicked out of the show
[fem.] Servile, obedient by the stars of the [silver] screen

LYRICS:

When from one side the police is pushing
And from the other nationalists are attacking
What to do in that fucked situation?
I do not want to just pass
There is no moment to lose
Do not give life for the others
Do not think that they finally left you alone
Sacrifice your life for others
Do not become deceived, this is just an illusion
And never give up
They are strengthening themselves, STRIKE NOW
Before they are strong enough to find you
Before you live under fascist terror
STRIKE NOW, before the [prison] bars hit close behind you
STRIKE NOW, this is the last moment, STRIKE NOW!
They are organising into formal groups, they want to show everyone their strength
In a state in which foundation is violence
Because here everything is possible, STRIKE NOW!
Violence is their only argument, after all they like to use it so often
If only this reaches them
There is no time to wait, STRIKE NOW!

LYRICS:

Мы идем по дороге, мы сильны
We walk the path, we are strong
Наши ноги обуты в тяжелые красные башмаки
Our feet are shod in heavy red shoes
Глаза полны злобы, Под пальцем курки
Eyes full of malice, Under the trigger finger
И реют на солнце кроваво-красные шнурки...
And blood-red laces flutter in the sun...

Столбы стоят,
The pillars are standing
На них висят убитые нами враги,
The enemies we killed hang on them,
И ветер над головой расскажет нам
And the wind overhead will tell us
о правильности выбранного нами пути
about the correctness of the path we have chosen

Наши деды сражались, защитив матерей,
Our grandfathers fought to protect their mothers
От поганых фашистов, и живы с вами мы теперь,
From the filthy fascists, and now we are alive with you,
Но есть и такие, кто забыв про родню,
But there are those who, forgetting about relatives,
Избивают людей без причины,
Beating people for no reason
Показывая этим тупость свою...
Showing your stupidity...

Столбы стоят,
The pillars are standing
На них висят убитые нами враги,
The enemies we killed hang on them,
И ветер над головой расскажет нам
And the wind overhead will tell us
о правильности выбранного нами пути
about the correctness of the path we have chosen
Их не надо бояться, они люди, как мы,
There is no need to be afraid of them, they are people like us,
К сожалению, их больше
Unfortunately there is more of them
И они поголовно, как бараны тупы
And they are in general stupid like rams

Они следуют стадом, всегда их больше втройне,
They follow the herd, always triple their number,
А МЫ ОБЪЯВЛЯЕМ ВОЙНУ ИМ!
AND WE DECLARE WAR ON THEM!
МЫ ПРОТИВ ФАШИЗМА НА РУССКОЙ ЗЕМЛЕ!
WE ARE AGAINST FASCISM ON RUSSIAN SOIL!

Столбы стоят,
The pillars are standing
На них висят убитые нами враги,
The enemies we killed hang on them,
И ветер над головой расскажет нам
And the wind overhead will tell us
о правильности выбранного нами пути
about the correctness of the path we have chosen

Мы нормальные люди, и у нас есть сердца,
We are normal people and we have hearts
А в сердцах элементарная жалость
And in the hearts of fundamental sadness
Мы сделанный выбор ведем до конца!
We made the choice till the end!
Эти суки калечат пацанят молодых,
These bitches cripple young boys
И парней тех им вовсе не жалко,
And they don't feel sorry for those guys at all,
Ну скажите же мне, за что жалеть их?!
Well, tell me, why pity them?!

Столбы стоят,
The pillars are standing
На них висят убитые нами враги,
The enemies we killed hang on them,
И ветер над головой расскажет нам
And the wind overhead will tell us
о правильности выбранного нами пути
about the correctness of the path we have chosen

Мы идем по дороге, мы сильны...
We're on the path, we're strong...
Оставляя за собой стоять бетонные,
Leaving behind the concrete,
Замызганные кровью столбы
Blood-stained pillars
И ветер нам в спину говорит об одном-
And the wind in our back tells us one thing -
Деды плачут от радости за внуков своих
Grandfathers cry for joy for their grandchildren
в мире ином...
in another world...

Столбы стоят,
The pillars are standing
На них висят убитые нами враги,
The enemies we killed hang on them,
И ветер над головой расскажет нам
And the wind overhead will tell us
о правильности выбранного нами пути
about the correctness of the path we have chosen

LYRICS:

We do abortion
We work, we cook, we birth children, we raise [them], we drive/travel to work

For hours, we work

Politicians hypocrites
Abortion is a part of our life

Politicians
hypocrites
Abortion
is a part of our life

By taking away from us the right
to safe, common, cheap abortion
you force us
To take credits
You force us [into debt]
You force us into
taking vacations
to go away to abroad clinics
You force us to search for dangerous
and known methods on the net

Shame [dishonour]!

You take away our right
to basic medical services

You take away our right
to other public services

You privatise nurseries and kindergartens

You privatise water

You privatise electric energy

You privatise transit

You take our right to medical service
You take our right to medical service
You take our right to medical service
You take our right

Shame!

—murderers! ‘Abortion on demand’, murder on (???)

In the year 2014

In Iława
In a factory processing meat
A woman birthed [a child] during a shift
Birthed in a bathroom
Threw it away behind a fence
And she returned to the conveyor belt

And she returned to the conveyor belt

A media lynch was done to her
A media lynch was done to her

A media lynch was done to her

And none of you asked, what [work] contract did she have?
How much did she work?
And did she have right to social benefits ?

Did she have any kind of help?
Did she have ANY kind of help?

One of us
had miscarriage in the toilet

And then returned to her work at the conveyor belt in the candy factory

In the candy factory

This is what our life looks like
and you give zero fucks [lit. you have it in the ass]
This is what our life looks like
and you give zero fucks
This is what our life looks like
and you give zero fucks

You force us to work and leave us on our own

But we are not alone

We are not

We’re in the workers union Inicjatywa Pracownicza [Workers Initiative]

and in tens of womens collectives
We support each other, we gather money, we exchange information

We are with each other

Elections for self-governments and the parliamentary elections are coming

It is you who need us, not us you
Fuck off

It is we who work, it is we who cook,
it is we who clean,
it is we that birth children, it is we that have abortions
It is we that organise ourselves, it is we that take care of each other,
it is we who don’t leave any woman on her own

Solidarity is our weapon