This is a third track from my solo project - Sajdak. And for the first time it's not cover - music is mine. Lyrics are partially an old Polish song called "Biedoż moja biedo" (Oh my poverty), which fit perfectly to the mood.

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Gorze, in old Polish, means bad luck, poorness and suffering. Song is inspired by those little moments, when we can smell some awful stench. Where is it from? Could we done something to prevent it? Maybe. Can we do something to get rid of it? Yes, probably. But there is this short moment, when it hits, and we suffer. Gorze is all about those situations. No matter how we try - we'll always get some gorze sooner or later. It is waiting for you.

Music, lyrics (partially), drums (programming + playing), bass, guitars, intro (synths, bass and samples), vocals, mix, mastering - Rorzek

Biedoż moja, biedo, jak cię mam biedować,
Ani czem rozpalić, ani co zgotować

Śpiewam se i płace jak mogę, jak mogę,
Ale o mej biedzie zapomnieć nie mogę

Poleż moje, pole, jak cię mam zaorać,
Od granic do granic, a na polu nie ma nic.

Chłop orze jak może
Na traktorze
W czarnym kolorze
A i tak gorze

Blessings! Stay tuned!

sajdak.official@gmail.com

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