Paprika Korps piosenki

Następne drzwi Kolejny krok Droga na zewnątrz, czy też w głąb Następna zasłona Kurtyna Minęła wieczność, czy też chwila 

Kroki wybijają jeszcze rytm ten sam Puls póki co wybija rytm ten sam Powracająca echem się odbija od ścian Ta sama melodia, a gotowa do zmian Równo rytmicznie w podłogę biją buty Ja swymi palcami na ścianach Odnajdując azymuty Badam dłonią po betonie...

I’m not running around the town I’ve already found a better opportunity All I have to do is to wait for you All I have to do is to sit under your tree When I look at you with my begging eyes When I look at you, silent answer is “no” But one day, I know,...

Kłamca powinien mieć dobrą pamięć, Dobrze poruszać się we własnych łgarstwach, Musi to robić odpowiedzialnie, Kłamca powinien mieć dobrą pamięć. Nie może zdradzić się zająknięciem, Kiedy się spotka z niedowierzaniem, Kiedy ktoś kłamcy słucha uważnie, K...

Ten hours on early shift In the image of commercials Humming odd improvised tune Layer of progress Layer of reaction Sugar and flour on the hands Take bite and go mental Rest of the day in a rental hell Layer of progress Layer of reaction Sub-sour...

It’s the biggest machine I have seen in my life Once you push the button you don’t have to ask twice What is your order? Law or disorder? It’s a biggest machine I have seen in my life And a finest and a meanest by far Where is the border? Can you push...

Dziś są powody do świętowania może być niebezpiecznie radość, wspólnota no i szczere emocje uważajcie dzisiaj na mieście 

Explore the mind and reach salvation Solve the puzzle of creation Past events, past lifes happened to you More than just a feeling of a deja-vu I feel like a onlooker into my past life Cutting into previous times my mind the knife When hallucinating se...

Could it be that we got it all wrong somewhere on the way we took dead end road and the navigator firmly holding the course has been blinded by the sun and lost the destination point Could it be that the anxiety sweeping suddenly through the central nerv...

You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon You have nothing but a sorrow in a mighty babylon (baaabbyllooon....) Visions from the screen feed the p...

So suddenly an old bearded man has revealed the opponent’s plan While joyfully sipping the rotgut, he just grabbed the pawn with your name So suddenly the eyes of this opponent have becomed a bit more red, hung over the chessboard to choose the best field w...

Overdub the life-line Mute the buzzing frets on spine Close up this silly session ovelonged just by sense of natural obligation Dub the, dub the living Rub up those idealess tracks Gate the hiss of ragged hearing Rearange that repetitive sad looping rid...

Plain, so obvious sign, not so obvious for the mind blindly questing for cause and the reason, and cause, and source squint your clever eyes logic and math its a moonshine bath things don't care at all cause and reason, and cause, and the source No map...

Na wzgórzach płoną ogniska Gromadzi się wolny lud Głos bębnów niesie się w noc poprzez Babilonu mur Otwórz oczy wstań i idź Opuść to przeklęte miasto Wstań i idź za głosem bębnów nim na wzgórzach ognie zgasną  

Why do I have this feeling – They want to suck blood from my vains, where are all those JFK’s with their trustworthy promises There’s no need to be obsessed Searchin’ for the knowledge you can’t have Truth’s out of reach of your hands Lying in the drawer...

Przede wszystkim muzyki co rytm sercu wybija co z krwią dryfuje i ciepłem owija Przede wszystkim muzyki co powietrza nie pruje lecz wśród energii myśli wraz z wiatrem szybuje Przede wszystkim muzyki! Przede wszystkim miłości! Przede wszystkim nadzi...

don't always avoid the dark side of the town lose, lose the riddim at least one more time Street glitters reflecting the moon. World glazed with recent rain From passing by unfriendly crowd drifts a familiar smell Sniffing shoes soaked in forgotten puddle...

In delusive sanctuary on the night I like to waste my time with you I like the flow you’re bringing to my home And I would really like to get some more Until we fall into bitterness It will happen again 

Looks like she tricked me again while she filled ever gap in my concrete foundations with the hearbeats teeming in the sewer system with the shoots coming out of the ground making the junctions crack binding my arms with chains of the wild vine destroying...

Hello brother and sisters Let me introduce you Our special guest, first time on Jamaica These white guys are from Poland From the famous reggae company "W moich oczach" Ladies and gentelmen - PAPRIKA KORPS!!!!!!! roots, roots music.... Sick situation...