Midi "Walls" by Jacek Kaczmarski, L. Liach

He was talented and he was young, they were too many to count,
He gave strength to them with his song, he sung the daybreak is near.
Thousands of candles they burn for him, smoke floated around,
He sung it’s time for walls to crash down
They sung the song with him:

Tear out teeth of bars from walls!
Throw off the chains and break the whip!
Then walls will crash down, walls will crash down
And they’ll bury old world for good!

Soon all knew words of song by heart and the melody was enough
To carry its old weight of words and send shivers through heads
So they sung and clasped to rhythm, their applause sounded like shots
The chain pulled down, daybreak was late...
But he played and sung:

Tear out teeth of bars from walls!
Throw off the chains and break the whip!
Then walls will crash down, walls will crash down
And they’ll bury old world for good!

And they saw they are many and strong they felt the time has come
And singing that daybreak is near they went through streets of towns.
They crushed statues and threw stones – he is with us! He is not!
Who’s alone is our enemy worst!

The singer was also alone.

He was looking at marching crowds
Silent, he listened to roar of steps
And walls were growing, walls were growing,
And chains were swaying around feet...

He looks at army-like marching crowds
Silent he listens to roar of steps
And walls are growing, walls are growing
And chains are swaying around feet...

midi "The Spring" by Jacek Kaczmarski

The river flows through a gorge as if it was a rut made by it for itself
Walls of the gorge are growing higher and higher on both sides
Someone said there are plains up there
The more water in river it goes deeper and deeper and it holds shadows in itself
Sand runs from the current, current writhes on sand, its strength pushes it into the deep
But the river exists at the bottom of this gorge
It exists, will exist, shall exist.

Because the spring
Because the spring
Still springs forth

Gorge's walls are striped with colors and hollows, with the river and its banks history
Fallen trees' shadows, destroyed stones' traces, slime gathered under - unwished
And deep down earth is cut with delicate light and over the light earth starts to heal
Gravel and clay on both sides trying to stop the light; water hisses and absorbs them but survives
And curves, and evades, infiltrates, rises up, and foams,
but it flows, still flows in spite of banks -

Because the spring
Because the spring
Still springs forth

There are places where water almost turned into slime under cloth of dirty greenery
There a footmark disappears even faster than the one who left it; invisible are marshes' traps
But the spring still springs forth, pushes pulse through hills so there is the current even if invisible!
Sky is almost obscured, the deep is deep and dark; lets the stones avalanche go down!
Let the banks' cruel walls join together!
Because what forms the form of future space, if not the underground river?

It will open caves in rocks,
It will open gold seams

Because the spring
Because the spring
Still springs forth