Jałta [English translation]

As if brand new, the residence of Tsars,

Household know their duties well.

Out - were Tatars banished from

Where judgement over the world has to fall.

Walls now hear, and windows see,

How over the cigar the Lion coughs,

How creaks the propelled wheelchair

With the crippled democrat on the backdrop.

But no one sees and no one hears

What the mountaineer does at Crimean night,

When with a gesture of devoted comrades,

He instills his legendary might.

Do not hold grudges against Stalin,

He wasn't the one behind this deal.

After all he's not to blame

That Roosevelt in Yalta had no will.

When the triumvirate jointly mulled

Over the historic shape of the world,

- It's well-known, who the Caesar was -

And this is what you need to know of Yalta.

In the wan ember of cigar's end,

The Albion Lion's face floated.

"Let's not talk about the Baltic Sea,

Who needs in Europe so many states?"

"Poles? What's important is just that

They could finally live somewhere."

"This Poland always causes problems,"

The Cripple worries and shudders.

But the Host calms them down,

With yellowing palm caressing his mustache.

"My country will give them a helping hand,

Then let them govern as they wish."

Do not hold grudges against Churchill,

He wasn't the one behind this deal.

After all the Triumvirate only was

To give Stalin just what he wished.

Who deeply cares for peace

Before the rape will always cease.

He, who's not afraid of wars shall win,

And this is what you need to know of Yalta.

The wall of the palace strains the ear,

When to the Cripple the Lion says,

"I trust the sincerity of Stalin's words,

Surely he cares for the Soviet blood."

And the Cripple nods in agreement,

The unwavering democracy's guard,

"Stalin is the right man of this age,

Here is the patriot, here's the chief!"

For the agreement of the grands is not collusion;

It is the future of the world - freedom, law -

Thanks to it the weak shall survive

And his part shall take - the one who lost.

Do not hold grudges against Roosevelt

Think of how much he had to bear.

Pipes, cigars' smoke and the bottle,

Churchill, who about alliance didn't give a damn.

That were the three empires debating,

Over the borders, which had fade,

- In details, though, there was Beria,

And this is what you need to know of Yalta.

So delegations flew away,

Tzar polis in Crimea began to ease.

While in the West cannons blared,

Transports of people went to East.

Then the free world celebrated its triumph,

The fronts suddenly got deserted,

In flowers already the president's grave was,

And there still transports and transports.

Red dawn is waking after the night,

By will of the voters Churchill left,

And there are the transports of living people,

And there are the camps of prolonged death.

So, do not hold grudges against the Trinity,

The will of history was behind them,

Polished up to the very inch.

Each of them protected what he had.

(He) could be wrong, deceived by a moment...

(He) wasn't a Pole nor a Balt.

Only the victims are never wrong!

And this is what you need to know of Yalta./2x

• Artist:Jacek Kaczmarski