Lech Roch Pawlak - Wena jest King Konga

My career beginned two days ago
When I was eating a jar of jam
I didn't know anything of this, no
But this jam effected me
In the head, on Bemowo
When I was going into the airplane
I saw a pair of wild cats
They've jumped back to me and beginned to play
I said to them: Go to sleep
I imagined, and I used it
And I created this, what I dreamed
I had all, but now I got nothing
One will say, second at no
Will say one word, that I know
But it'll become some big inspiration
And there will be no confabulation
It's good, because life is stretching
And inspiration is King Kong's
It's very big, and it's so strange and it's not saying
My life is for people - playing, smiling and not saying
I will create, I will play
Of something will ride, I'll say: Tralala
We will create all, that must be
And it will be good, good to live
In old age I'm thinking, on retirement
I'll play some music, and when I'll coward
Then I'll fuck out out off some scene
And I will do fuckin' strange sounds
It will be, dammit, my big end
Because I'm not a Don Wasyl... and anything about her