Jef [English translation]
Jef [English translation]
No, Jeff, you're not alone
and believe me you're making a mistake
when you're crying that
another one of your ladies,
a bleach blond witch
abandoned you.
Jeff, you're not alone, no,
and believe me it's a shame
when you shed those bitter tears,
that this evil whore,
overly made-up,
pushed you out the door.
So stop making
a fool of yourself
for the embittered moms and aunties,
get up off the pavement,
we're out of here.
We're out, Jeff,
come, come...
Come, I've got a few more hundreds,
let's spend it on booze.
I know an inexpensive bistro,
come, and when I lose a few hundreds
don't you worry, brother, still,
'cause I've got a credit there,
and we will soundly eat
shrimps, chips once,
shrimps, chips again,
and drink wine to the bottom.
If it won't help
we'll change the local,
because Madame Andre since today
has new girls
and the world will laugh.
And we'll sing with all of our might,
as if I had money,
as if you were young.
No, Jeff, you're not alone,
so cheer up
and lift your body.
I know that under your jumper
you've got a broken heart,
that it's hard for you and you feel bad.
Jeff, Jeff, don't tell me
that your heart is asking
for a final blow,
that your neck is waiting
for a tightened rope,
that you'll end your doom this way.
There's a big audience around
and they've got a nice show
for free thanks to you, Jeff,
so get up,
we're out of here.
We're out, Jeff,
damn it...
Come, I've still got a guitar,
and for you it will shine
with bright flames of notes.
Come, I know the songs
that will ease your pain,
warm up your heart's ice.
We'll go to the bank
to check the U.S. dollar exchange rate,
jump on the wall there.
If fate is still quite bad,
if you are still quite sad,
I'll advise you, damn it,
what to do to
become the Rockefeller.
We'll sing as
if we both
forgot already
that the pocket's empty
and the lousy old age is just around the corner.
Jeff,
come.
Come, Jeff.
Jeff...
- Artist:Michał Bajor
- Album:Od Piaf do Garou