Kazik & Kwartet ProForma - Autoportret

Prehistoric sign language
Has turned into public
I've long come to the conclusion
That I'm not exactly handsome

Rather repulsive, disgusting to many
Most women would say so
Maybe it's all out of place
The men would confirm it too

My modern digital clock
Tells me it's time
How do I stop, how do I turn off
The machine that speeds time

Ah, it will be what it will be
I'll be left, repulsive, alone like a finger
Until I drive myself to ruin
And I'm left alone with myself

Sha-ba-da-ba, sha-ba-da-ba
I need to confess
But to whom, only to whom?
Basically, who knows?

So I'll say it, I'll say it myself
Of my own free will
What I never finished in life
Doesn't really hurt that much

The world, so small, I remember it well
Because my memory is very good
Once, twice
Never together, as dad and mom were apart

And only grandma, in the kitchen thinking
That I'm like her son
And the only thing that would set me apart from him
Is that I won't die in the uprising

Sha-ba-da-ba, sha-ba-da-ba
I need to confess
But to whom, only to whom?
Basically, who knows?

So I'll say it, I'll say it myself
Of my own free will
What I never finished in life
Doesn't really hurt that much

When mom came back, dad left
And that's the last I saw of him
And in the world that he lived through
I had no meaning

They rarely saw each other then
Too late, he realized
That mom had hidden me deep in her belly
And he didn't manage to kill me

Sha-ba-da-ba, sha-ba-da-ba
I need to confess
But to whom, only to whom?
Basically, who knows?

So I'll say it, I'll say it myself
Of my own free will
What I never finished in life
Doesn't really hurt that much