Dirty Politics

[Verse]
In the underground of power, where the dirt accumulates,
every smile hides a dirty secret underneath.
Contracts written in dark cafés,
where words turn to dust and shadows fade.

[Refrain]
Dirty Czech politics,
where truth gets lost in the rain.
Whispers of voices dissolve,
and we ask ourselves - where is the key?

[Verse 2]
Golden medals glitter on stage,
but underneath lie forgotten dreams.
Everyone plays a game with no winner,
just empty promises and empty hands.

[Refrain]
Dirty Czech politics,
where truth gets lost in the rain.
Whispers of voices dissolve,
and we ask ourselves - where is the key?

[Bridge]
Shatter the mirrors that deceive us,
reveal the hidden shadows.
One truth can break the chains,
and when the voice speaks, we will rise.

[Ending]
Let the wheels turn, let the shadows move,
a song remains to uplift us.
In dirty politics, a pure tone is born,
that echoes until the end, until the dawn.