I had a girl in Kladno,
it didn't ended really positive.
I had girl in Most,
and it didn't worked, really.
I had a girl in Bratislava,
and that also didn't end famously.
But, what was, was, none of them is my wife,
only few scars on my soul and on my body were left.
I had a girl in Písek,
to this day, she slanders me in newspapers.
I had a girl in Pilsen,
she says, that I fucked up her life.
I had a girl in Zlín,
even she hates me for that.
What was, was, none of them is my wife,
only few scars on my soul and on my body were left.
When what was, wouldn't be, I would be thrown somewhere else by fate,
when what was, wouldn't be, I would be completely another man,
when what was, wouldn't be, I couldn't, love, next to your side
hope, that we are not only a topic for next strophe.
I had a girl in Ždár nad Sázavou,
but she said "Don't play on that guitar anymore!".
I had a girl in Slapy,
but she said "Mute that music finally!".
I had a girl in Třinec,
but she said "Rather put a prince on!".
What was, was, none of them is my wife,
only few scars on my soul and on my body were left.
When what was, wouldn't be, I wouldn't find you in crowd of women,
when what was, wouldn't be, god would stay due to me with you,
when what was, wouldn't be, I couldn't, love, as well as you,
hope, that we are not only a topic for next tacts.
I had a girl in Zruč,
I still have her shoes.
I had a girl in Lhotka,
I still have her panties,
I had a girl in Třebenice,
and what I still have at home of her? Maybe nothing.
But, what was, was, none of them is my wife,
only few scars on my soul and on my body were left.
What was, was, none of them is my wife,
only few scars on my soul and on my body were left.
What was, was, none of them is my wife,
only few scars on my soul and on my body were left.