Dwa plus jeden - Cudzy ogień nie grzeje

When success lasts, you always have
Subservient crowd of submissive heads
Always ready for a discreet sign
Everybody enjoys you enjoy yourself

Be careful with that charm
Don't take everything fate sends your way
When a sequence of failures hunts you down
You'll be left all alone at the bottom

When the myth fails, there's nobody left, they disappear
Somebody else's fire, don't you know, won't keep you warm, no, ever
Believe me, believe me, pungent smoke
When your myth fails, there's nobody left here, they disappear
Somebody else's fire, don't you know, won't keep you warm, no, ever
Believe me, believe me, pungent smoke
Smoke, pungent smoke

(Somebody else's fire, don't you know, won't keep you warm, no)
(You'll only find pungent smoke in it)

Your big success still lasts
You see, you're surrounded by a crowd of faithful friends
But some of them, you know, soon will do no good
In the time of your defeat you'll be alone at the bottom

When the myth fails...

Pungent smoke, pungent smoke
Pungent smoke, pungent smoke