Piotr Bukartyk - W Warszawie sen o sławie

In Warsaw, the capital of my country,
Every day get off the trains
With a faith, that the goal is nearby,
And here their fame dreams will come true,
Sensitive and pure - artists

And they stand at her gates, shout "Help us"
"After all, we have come such a long way"
And she goes like "Boys, I would really love to,
But I can't, I really can't"

Some of them go back to their homes
Quietly, with a tucked tail
Because how to tell the friends
That this whole plan with a trip
Was after all, a failed one.

And the others, that have a stronger heart
Four at a time, in a cheapest studio apartment
At day, they take a sip of a dream soup
About spending their first salary
But currently, they work hard on a bar

And the smoke pinches in their eyes
And their stomach burps
And sometimes they sleep while washing the dishes
They think, what if they've chosen wrong
And what if Krakov wasn't a better option

Time flies, but none of the friends will ask "What's up?"
Because everyone sees clearly
That we are thin like a blade
And even though we stray on different castings,
The effect is - you know what...

You already thought whether to give up
But then, a sudden change
Some sir is taking care of you
Because he wants your career to develop
And he knows, that you'll do better in a "gaysband"*

This sir has got a lot of friends
And a fame-gate key
And he's ready to give it to you for the moments of pleasure
You think about your virtue, but don't feel sorry for it
Because after all, you've got so many of them

This sir has got a lot of friends
And a fame-gate key
And he's ready to give it to you for the moments of pleasure
You think about your virtue, but don't feel sorry for it
Because after all, you've got so many of them

That it'll be enough for you, for the sir, and for everyone
After all, you've got so many of them...

*"gaysband" - boysband made of gay people