Pidżama Porno - Grudniowy blues o Bukareszcie

I remember, it was 22nd of december
Shortly past two i turned on the radio with a knob
For a moment time stopped
Mortal time
Unbelievable became possible.

And this night
So different from other nights
Night during whitch you're afraid to fall asleep
Close your eyes even for a second
Still living barricades fill up space of the sky
Look gun's barrels in the eyes
Feeling their breath

Tommorow still nothing was for sure
Drunken rage screamed the song through the pain
December blues about a certain city
Song eaten by fear
And break down the door of bulletproof Dacias
Song that gives revolt, and births in consciense
that long could lived flowers
planted with hands of prisoner.

Slowly night is ending, storm hushes
But there are problems with dawn
Most important is that reptile lost it's venom
Rats heads snap with crackles.
The 90th year was ending
I drank beer with blind cobbler
He putted strong hand on my nape
And asked to sing again
December blues about a certain city
December blues about Bucharest