Zbigniew Wodecki - Piosenka pierwszego olśnienia jazzem

We were a few years old
The world around was humming
We were two of a kind
And one would like to compete somehow
When it flew down on us
It all seemed like a dream to us
Tasty like pink cream
chock-full of the marvellous beating jazz

What's of it will be left in us
Heart trembling and the shimmering trumpets glow
Watch out ladies, and gentlemen too
This kind of phrases happen only once

You heard it for the first time
As if the time has stopped
The glow of trumpets or your eyes
And the music turned down a notch
No one knew it's the way
the first measure begins
As if someone sowed poppy
caressing your ears with swing - a wonderful thing

What's of it will be left in us
Heart trembling and the shimmering trumpets glow
Watch out ladies, and gentlemen too
This kind of phrases happen only once

Charm of the swing years memories
The bigband noise and fuss
A cocktail of spinning couples
were the background of the story of our quiet riffs
We need to break the grip of shame
A phrase like that will never fade
protected by a memory myth
unsold, we will fly off to the starry space

What's of it will be left in us
Heart trembling and the shimmering trumpets glow
Watch out ladies, and gentlemen too
This kind of phrases happen only once

What's of it will be left in us
Heart trembling and the shimmering trumpets glow
Watch out ladies, and gentlemen too
This kind of phrases happen only once