in the early, cold morning
on the Breslau - Cracow road
I met a black, old witch
who was howling to the moon...
my heart stood still
it's time to pay the bill.
so I had to run like a wind
escape with ball and chain
I had to hide in heart of Warsaw
and change the name to stay.
but the killers found me easy
with long knives in their hands
they have killed me without mercy
and now I have to born again...
If you are going through hell - keep going
If you are going through hell - don't stop!!
Don't stop!!!!
my temperature has rised
my heart stood still
she said: that's the end
it's time to pay the bill!!!!
it's time to pay the bill!!!!

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