Maryla Rodowicz - Niech żyje bal

Don't you think baby that life is a party?
You dance it away at the ball.
It's get up and set up.The hustle? No let up.
And over the hill to a home.
This one the longest you've ever been asked to,
You do not come back for encore.
As long as the ticker alive and still kicking,
Let's dance at that ball.

This is your party, the chace of a lifetime,
You don't have to worry at all.
All for the best, and let's bygones be bygones.
Your life is a ball after all.
Don't you respare, the food is left over.
The bareman will help wash it down.
Dance to the music before it's all over,
And take all in stride.

Long live the ball,
Join to dance and forget all your worries
There's no one call
Take your chance you will never be sorry
Hear music play,
All the blues will be gone now or never.
Days come what may
You will not have the chance
Never ever ...

Come cinderella,
To search for prince charming
She nervously looks at the clock.
When it strikes midnight, the ball will be over,
Her dream will just go up in smoke.
As a grim reaper, the ultimate bouncer
Who lurks in the form of a clown
Waits for the moment
When all of us blow it
To stop our dance.

Long live the ball,
Join to dance and forget all your worries
There's no hard call
Take your chance you will never be sorry
Hear music play,
All the blues will be gone now or never.
Days come what may
You will not have the chance
Never ever ...