Perfect - Autobiografia

1. I was ten years old
When the world heard about him.
In my basement was our club.
Buddy brought a radio,
I heard "Blue Suede Shoes",
And I couldn't sleep at night .
The wind of renewal blew.
They abolished the rest of the sentences.
You were allowed to laugh again.
Into the café buzz
Jazz broke in like a tornado
And I wanted to play too

2.
My father, God knows where,
Was building an open-hearth furnace.
My fingernail came off.
From the fretboard remained only dust,
I've played a ton of different trash
And I found out what sex was.
The postcard craze
Each of us had five hundred of them
Rather than a new pair of jeans.
And on Saturday night
There were Luxembourg, a den, a glass
Oh how we wanted to live!

3.
There were three of us,
In each of us different blood,
But for all the same one goal-
In a few years
Have the world at our feet.
Lots of everything.
Sip of cheap wine
And talking until dawn.
An impatient spirit raged in us.
Someone got hit in the nose,
Someone cried,
Something was happening.

4.
She divided us.
For of her Pola Raksa's face (a polish actress)
Everyone would take a bullet.
On a summer night
I brought a blanket somewhere on a roof
And I got what I wanted
She told me
That we could have some problems
I told her I had an exam
She turned on the gas,
Nobody knocked on time.
Again I was alone like a dog

A hundred of different roles
Life tought me
how to extinguish pain like no one
In my bed on my back
I wasted my time,
My best time.
In a bar for applause
A weak bandman told me to play
Such things that even now I'm ashamed
One day I
Realized that I
Can't do anything right
Listen to me there!
I've defeted myself!
My great dream has come true
A thousand-strong crowd
Drinks the words from my lips
They love me
In a hotel one of the fans
Says: "I have on a tape
How the song appears in their throats"
I open the door
And I say no more
To the four walls.