Translation of the song lyrics Ballada Nie Lada - Maria Peszek

Ballada Nie Lada (original)

Ballada to nie lada
Nie lada ballada
O dziewczynie
Która pracowa³a
W punkcie skupu i sprzeda¿y cia³a
Ale siê le sprawowa³a
Bo siê nie sprzedawa³a
Tylko za darmo siê oddawa³a
Min¹ nadrabia³a
Czego nie zdo³a³a zrobiæ
Przy u¿yciu swego cia³a
Ale pieniêdzy nigdy nie bra³a
Wiêc korzy ci
Punkt skupu i sprzeda¿y cia³a
Z niej ¿adnej nie mia³
A bardzo tego chcia³
Bo tak absurdalnie siê sprzedawa³a
Ballada to nie lada
Nie o ladacznicy
Ani ulicznicy
Bo siê udziela³a
W bardzo szacownej dzielnicy
Luksusowych dziwek
Najdro¿szych u¿ywek
Luksusowych dziwek
Najdro¿szych u¿ywek
Raz gor¹co zaprotestowa³a:
Tego nie zrobiê
Klient mi ¿¹da
Bym siê mu pokaza³a
Zupe³nie bez cia³a
Chce bym siê kocha³a z nim
Sam¹ dusz¹
A przecie¿ duszê
Zawsze przy tym duszê
By dusza nic nie czu³a
Choæbym sama by³a
Nawet bardzo czu³a
Wystêpna wiêc by³a
I dla wszystkich dostêpna
Choæ siê wci¹¿ broni³a
Przed praniem pieniêdzy
W pralce swego cia³a
Ale i tak siê do nieba nie dosta³a
Bo zamkniête na cztery jest spusty
Dla pracowniczek rozpusty
Ballada to nie lada
Nie o ladacznicy
Ani ulicznicy
Bo siê udziela³a
W bardzo szacownej dzielnicy
Luksusowych dziwek
Najdro¿szych u¿ywek
Luksusowych dziwek
Najdro¿szych u¿ywek

Ballada Nie Lada (translation)

A ballad is a real treat
A real ballad
About the girl
Who worked
At the point of purchase and sale of the body
But she was doing wrong
Because it wasn't selling
She only gave herself up for free
She made up for the minia
What she was unable to do
By using your body
But she never took the money
So benefits
Body buying and selling point
He had none of them
And he wanted it so badly
Because she sold so absurdly
A ballad is a real treat
Not a harlot
Neither are the street urchins
Because she was active
In a very respectable neighborhood
Luxury whores
The most expensive stimulants
Luxury whores
The most expensive stimulants
She once fiercely protested:
I will not do that
The customer demands me
Let me show myself to him
Completely bodyless
I want to make love to him
Alone with the soul
But the soul
Always with the soul
So that the soul would not feel anything
Even if I was alone
Even very affectionate
So she was excited
And available to everyone
Although she still defended herself
Before money laundering
In the washing machine of his body
But she didn't get to heaven anyway
Because the triggers are closed by four
For female workers, debauchery
A ballad is a real treat
Not a harlot
Neither are the street urchins
Because she was active
In a very respectable neighborhood
Luxury whores
The most expensive stimulants
Luxury whores
The most expensive stimulants