Mister D. - Żona Piłkarza

I will never be a footballer's wife
And it's not about obstacles like height or beauty
It's about ego reansons
Being a footballer is a hard job, kicking a ball only
Practice, grouping, doing best to have good results
A girls has to clap her hands all the day on the tribune
Look at him when he's having a training
Or she waits for him all day long at home
She binds diplomas in the frame, she moves medals from shelf to shelf
She dusts cups and moves them
Footballer's wife

Finally! I've been waiting for so long! How it was? Tell me

I shoot a fantastic goal, he did that, I did that and that way and goal!

Really? I washed your sports shoes' laces
They're hanging on the balcon, because you know...
And I found out how to wash tear stains

Sometimes she buys shoes on Allegro
Maybe they'll go on a premiere of new iPad
She listens as the fridge buzzes
As the dust lays down in breaks of body
She can't even count on a closeness
When he comes back tired after his training
She loses her beauty
Too heavy illusion balloons dangle
A footballer's wife