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Perfect- Autobiografia

Channel: Music
Uploaded: August 24, 2007 at 5:50 am
Author: OldBielsko

Length: 00:04:22
Rating: 4.91
Views: 408750

Tags: Perfect Perfekt koncert live Autobiografia Grzegorz Markowski

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SebasRzeszow (November 25, 2008 at 3:36 pm)
Muzyka mojej mlodosci - az ciarki po plecach przechodza. Osobiscie twierdze, ze jak dla mnie jest to najlepszy polski zespol rockowy, ich teksty sie czuje. I wole Perfect Markowskiego niz Holdysa, ktory dobrym muzykiem jest, ale spiewac niestety nie potrafi. Mysle, ze wielkim niedocenianym jest Olewicz, ktory jest prawdziwym poeta. To nagranie to gdzies 1996 rok jesli sie nie myle?
272728pl (November 25, 2008 at 11:09 am)
wstyd to kraść !a ja szanuję ludzi któży mają swoje zdanie i pasje, i nie boi się mówić o tym głośno ;D pozdro dla wszystkich
danone122 (November 21, 2008 at 10:22 am)
Ja osobiście nie znam, ale według mnie żeby pokochać taką muzykę jak rock, blues, metal a nawet jazz trzeba mieć charakter którego innym brakuje, ja mam troche mniej lat niż wpisane w profilu i osobiście gardzę takimi gwiazdami jednego hitu lub osobami znanymi z tego że są znane.
piskorz93 (November 21, 2008 at 12:43 pm)
no dokladnie :)
Danny21587 (November 20, 2008 at 5:48 pm)
Byla jest i zawsze bedzie ich muzyka z nami!!! najlepsi z najlepszych...!
ROMANUSA08 (November 18, 2008 at 10:25 pm)
At the Hotel a fan told me;
on the tape I have...
in theirs a throats a singing be born
I open the door and
I did not say a word
to the four walls..
ROMANUSA08 (November 18, 2008 at 10:03 pm)
I learned from my life as no body
lying on back in kip I wasted my time
my best time
at the Pub a tapster told me to play
for an applouse, such a things that
I'm shamed of..
some day I assumed that
I don't know nil,nada
Listen to me! there! I OVER COME MYSELF!
here,to conjure up a vision
of my big dream
from my lips a crowd of thousands
drink off a words
THEY LOVE ME !
ROMANUSA08 (November 18, 2008 at 9:36 pm)
To embroil us,for her face(actress Pola Raksa)
everybody was willing to be killed
A certain summer night
somewhere on the roof
I brought the blanket
I GOT IT! what i wish for
She said to me ,
that might be some troubles
I said ,that I've an exam
She turned on the gas
nobody knock at the door on time..
again as a dog I was alone
a hundred mixed roles
what with to geunch my a pain
ROMANUSA08 (November 18, 2008 at 8:55 pm)
Postcard a craze,each of us
had a five hundred of them
instead of a new pair of jeans
and a Saturday's night was
Luxemburg,digs,glass
How so? want to live!
There were three of us
and each of us had an unlike blood
but us one aim was
in a few years have the all
world at the foot
to want for nothing..a cheep sip of wine
to debates kill day break
impatient a spirit tossed inside
sombody got a snubbed,sombody cried
something to occured
ROMANUSA08 (November 18, 2008 at 8:28 pm)
I was ten years old
when the world heard about him
a pal brought a radio
I heard a blue suede shoes
I couldn't sleep at night
a wind of reform blew
Pardon the rest of punishments
once again be allowed to laugh
At the cafe as tornedo humed
The jazz irrupted and I also want to play
The father,God only know ?
He build Martinowski kiln
My finger-nail fall off
from a neck remains chips
I plaid a million various nonsense
and I've knew what is sex