I met you once on a street in Blava.
It was during the night and we drank a little bit
I felt it suddenly, right away.
You and I are the same, both of the two blood.
I knew right away that the cage fell, you said,
"Your lips are blue like blueberries"
I should have known what is going to happen,
When you wanted to translate what "kissing" means.
Suddenly I wanted to be like the Czech flag.
I soften in your palms like tin during Christmas.
Every Czech flag has a Slovak wedge.
We are both almost the same,
So read what you have on your birth certificate.
We're both, you and me
Made in Czechoslovakia.
We are both almost the same,
So read what you have on your birth certificate.
We're both, you and me
Made in Czechoslovakia.
One week I took my courage
And come to you with Slovan to Prague.
You waved at me with a Slovak passport
On Vaclavak, under the tail.
First I was a little bit shy,
But then the mulled wine heated you to white.
I probably will never get it out of my head
The drunken night, Wenceslas square and a girl from Blava.
Your heart beats next to mine,
We're still together and I'm already missing it.
Then she melted silently like tin on Christmas.
Every Czech flag has a Slovak wedge.
We are both almost the same,
So read what you have on your birth certificate.
We're both, you and me
Made in Czechoslovakia.
We are both almost the same,
So read what you have on your birth certificate.
We're both, you and me
Made in Czechoslovakia.