Perfect is the band formerly known as Bitch Prefect
Autobiografia
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Gdy uslyszal o nim swiat
W mej piwnicy byl nasz klub
Kumpel radio zniosl
Uslyszalem "Blue Sued Shoes"
I nie moglem w nocy spac
Wujek Jozek zmarl
Darowane reszty kar
Znow sie mozna bylo smiac
W kawiarniany gwar
Jak tornado jazz sie wdarl
I ja tez chcialem grac
Ojciec, Bog wie gdzie
Martenowski stawial piec
Mnie paznokiec z palca zszedl
Z gryfu zostal wior
Gralem milion roznych bzdur
I poznalem co to seks
Pocztowkowy szal
Kazdy z nas ich piecset mial
Zamiast nowej pary dzins
A w sobotnia noc
Byl Luksemburg, chata, szklo
Jakze sie chcialo zyc!
Bylo nas trzech
W kazdym z nas inna krew
Ale jeden przyswiecal nam cel
Za kilka lat
Miec you stop caly swiat
Lecz wszystkiego
Alpagi lyk
I dyskusje po swit
Niecierpliwy w nas ciskal sie duch
Ktos dostal w nos
To poplakal sie ktos
'cause dzialo sie
Poroznila nas
Za je Poli Raksy twarz
Kazdy by sie zabic dal
W pewna letnia noc
Gdzies na dach wynioslem koc
I dostalem to, com chcial
Powiedziala mi, ze klopoty moga byc
Ja jej, ze egzamin mam
Odkrecila gaz
Nie zapukal nikt na czas
Znow jak pies, bylem sam
Stu roznych rol
Czym ugasic moj bol
Nauczylo mnie zycie jak nikt
W wyrku na wznak
Przechlapalem swoj czas
Najleprzy czas
W knajpie dla braw
Kelner kazal mi grac
Takie Rzeczy, ze jeszcze mi wstyd
Pewnego dnia
Zrozumialem, ze ja
Nie umie nic
Sluchaj mnie, tam
Pokonalem sie sam
Oto wysnil sie Wielki Moj Sen
Tysieczny tlum
Spija slowa z mych ust
Kochaja mie
W hotelu fan
Mowi: "Na tasmie mam
To, jak w gardlach I'm rodzi sie spiew"
Otwieram drzwi
I nie mowie juz nic
Do czterech scian
Autobiografia is a song by Polish musician Perfect that tells the story of his life as a musician, starting from when he was ten years old, up to the point where he's performing in a hotel and a fan tells him he has a recording of how a song is born. The song starts by describing how he heard about music for the first time at a club that was in his basement. The singer then talks about how he struggled with the loss of his Uncle Jozek, which he found solace from with jazz music.
The lyrics of the song talk about how Perfect's father built a furnace, how he learned to play the guitar and how he indulged in different life experiences like sex, drinking, and smoking. He also talks about the hardships of growing up with friends who had different ideologies and opinions about music, which at some point caused them to go their separate ways.
The song also touches on the sacrifices he made to achieve his dreams, like working in a pub where he was asked to play songs he wasn't comfortable with. He talks about how he finally discovered his true self, the sense of accomplishment he felt and how his music was being appreciated by his fans.
Line by Line Meaning
Mialem dziesiec lat
When I was ten years old
Gdy uslyszal o nim swiat
When the world first heard of him
W mej piwnicy byl nasz klub
Our club was in my basement
Kumpel radio zniosl
My buddy brought a radio
Uslyszalem "Blue Sued Shoes"
I heard "Blue Suede Shoes"
I nie moglem w nocy spac
And couldn't sleep at night
Wujek Jozek zmarl
My uncle Joe passed away
Darowane reszty kar
The outstanding fines were waived
Znow sie mozna bylo smiac
We could laugh again
W kawiarniany gwar
In the coffeehouse buzz
Jak tornado jazz sie wdarl
Jazz came in like a tornado
I ja tez chcialem grac
And I wanted to play too
Ojciec, Bog wie gdzie
Father, God knows where
Martenowski stawial piec
Martenowski was building an oven
Mnie paznokiec z palca zszedl
My fingernail fell off
Z gryfu zostal wior
Only a chip was left of the fretboard
Gralem milion roznych bzdur
I played a million silly things
I poznalem co to seks
And I learned what sex was
Pocztowkowy szal
Postcard craze
Kazdy z nas ich piecset mial
Each of us had five hundred
Zamiast nowej pary dzins
Instead of new jeans
A w sobotnia noc
And on a Saturday night
Byl Luksemburg, chata, szklo
There was Luxembourg, a hut, glass
Jakze sie chcialo zyc!
How much we wanted to live!
Bylo nas trzech
There were three of us
W kazdym z nas inna krew
Each one of us had different blood
Ale jeden przyswiecal nam cel
But we were all aiming for one goal
Za kilka lat
In a few years
Miec you stop caly swiat
To have the whole world at our feet
Lecz wszystkiego
But everything
Alpagi lyk
A sip of Alpagi
I dyskusje po swit
And discussions at dawn
Niecierpliwy w nas ciskal sie duch
An impatient spirit was possessing us
Ktos dostal w nos
Someone got so angry
To poplakal sie ktos
That someone started crying
'cause dzialo sie
'cause things were happening
Poroznila nas
We grew apart
Za je Poli Raksy twarz
Because of Pola Raksa's face
Kazdy by sie zabic dal
Everyone was ready to kill themselves
W pewna letnia noc
On a certain summer night
Gdzies na dach wynioslem koc
I took a blanket to the roof
I dostalem to, com chcial
And I got what I wanted
Powiedziala mi, ze klopoty moga byc
She told me there might be troubles
Ja jej, ze egzamin mam
I told her I had an exam
Odkrecila gaz
She turned off the gas
Nie zapukal nikt na czas
No one knocked on time
Znow jak pies, bylem sam
Alone again like a dog
Stu roznych rol
A hundred different roles
Czym ugasic moj bol
To find a way to ease my pain
Nauczylo mnie zycie jak nikt
Life taught me like no one else
W wyrku na wznak
In lazy exhaustion
Przechlapalem swoj czas
I wasted my time
Najleprzy czas
The best time
W knajpie dla braw
In a pub for applause
Kelner kazal mi grac
The waiter asked me to play
Takie Rzeczy, ze jeszcze mi wstyd
Such things that I'm still ashamed of
Pewnego dnia
One day
Zrozumialem, ze ja
I understood that
Nie umie nic
I don't know anything
Sluchaj mnie, tam
Listen to me, there
Pokonalem sie sam
I defeated myself
Oto wysnil sie Wielki Moj Sen
My great dream came true
Tysieczny tlum
A thousand people
Spija slowa z mych ust
Drinking my words
Kochaja mie
Loving me
W hotelu fan
In the fan's hotel
Mowi: "Na tasmie mam
He says "I have on tape
To, jak w gardlach I'm rodzi sie spiew"
How singing is born in throats"
Otwieram drzwi
I open the door
I nie mowie juz nic
And I don't say anything anymore
Do czterech scian
To the four walls
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