Perfect – Nie płacz Ewka

Don't cry, my dear, there's no room for tears, I know they will pass In the city love and wind do blow, through a shattered glass look at poets, they lost all their truths in their wasteful games, In the bottles empty SOS, to the world they send by, by all, I know Won't complete it all, my time ran out I alone, go alone, where they wait for me I already have few friends, out there When I'm singing, for those friends I play so I say, farewell, we won't met again In the life's prose, bonds of friends hang thin, time cuts them at will Television, furniture, small car, that's peak of our dream Hey all prophets from my furious years, you grow fat and dull! betrayal comes from your deceitful lips, money got you'all! by, by all, I know Won't complete it all, my time ran out I alone, go alone, where they wait for me I already have few friends, out there When I'm singing, for those friends I play so I say, farewell, we won't met again