Mike Spirit:
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Pigeon nation
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Over the Tatras, the lightning strikes wildly
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And so the boys hide under the Tatras with the girls
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There they make love, chill, dance and laugh
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Birds fly, fish swim, Slovaks drink
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From the Tatras to the Dunaj, they sing about what they have and what they don't have
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And that they cannot be given, played, or sold
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And they hope that they are still rising but not forgetting
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That they fall but rise only when they connect
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More than just salt and bread, Slavism is a whole science
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Together, strong alone, no one means much
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And for me, a pagan as a Christian, I don't believe in God
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What is punishing you, I believe in a person, I want to take him over
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Chance can be slept on
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Slovakia, our messenger, slept soundly
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So hard that there wasn't much left of him
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Who will wake him up if not the thunderbolts
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... and look what happened to us
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Pigeon nation. |
(hey, hey, hey.)
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Just as long as the dove doesn't monkey around (hehe.)
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Pigeon nation. |
(hey, hey, hey.)
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No one will destroy the heart of Europe (hehe.)
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Chigo:
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We danced for a long time, as others played
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They didn't think about it, they slept while they were tearing us from our skin
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The years oppressed us and still did not get us
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While some were lamenting, others were sparrowing |
They sacrificed their lives for the country they loved
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In order to have peace here, we managed ourselves
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Mother Gaia has always been on this piece of paradise
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The one they thanked because they took life from her
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But they only took as much as they needed and sowed
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They lived, created and raised children with love
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They kept their customs and passed them on
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Although foreign flags were flying, they never silenced them
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The desire for freedom, who burns for the truth
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He knows that tomorrow will be better even if it hurts today
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Ideals were but dirt on them set
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On what we built yesterday, the roof is falling today
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How the national council the story of betrayal of the homeland
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We keep a snake in our heart, we cannot be healthy
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Words for tomato after better times
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Well, he only chooses the ox
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Ref: Majk Spirit:
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Pigeon nation hey, hey, hey
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Only until the dove goes apey is heee
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Pigeon nation hey, hey, hey, hey
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The heart of Europe is not going to be destroyed by anyone
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The nation is a dove, just don't let the dove monkey
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The nation of doves, no one will destroy the heart of Europe
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Otis:
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What does an ordinary Slovak look like?
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Does he walk in yeezy boots, or in worn-out boots?
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Does he have no love, or is he rich? |
Does he eat at a restaurant or cook at home?
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Does he still only have gnocchi because he loves brynza?
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Or prefer sushi to delivery pizza?
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Does it have a big barrack or just one small room?
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Every summer in Croatia and in the Tatras all winter hhh
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And does he drive a bus or does he have a limousine?
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How does it relate to alcohol, vodka, beer, wine?
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Is he abstinent or does he drink whenever he smells saliva?
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And do they support our boys even if they don't win the title?
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And does Fica vote in Kotleb or can he never vote?
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Does he like our politics? |
what does he think of them?
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Is he proud to be Slovak?
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Well, I actually feel it
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We are a Nation of pigeons, or a Nation with a naked pussy
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Huh
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Ref: Majk Spirit:
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Pigeon nation hey, hey, hey
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Only until the dove goes apey is heee
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Pigeon nation hey, hey, hey, hey
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The heart of Europe is not going to be destroyed by anyone
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The Slovaks have always suffered and before four they held
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For dumplings for slil
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They sold their own, they have to be patient
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So God help us
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Slovak nation, sad for us
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God bless |