Písařík Martin

I was born, I can't deny it I had a great childhood and thanks to that I still like games and people But I'm not jealous I'm still learning, I'm not special I like pubs (one is in Ječný) And I hear music everywhere Someday mine will be somewhere too:) I'm getting old and wisdom never comes My mood is hardly ruined by the day of the jerk Well...I'm an actor And so it happened that I'm here again I'm not a candrdas anymore But I play these roles Well, dude!

To the musical Swamp Story:

When I was born

The Lord God was apparently sick

So he didn't notice right away

That I had somehow failed

The others were climbing fences

I was putting black ink on my shoes

I was greasing my body

For I was Othello

And so the obvious choice was made

The boy would go to the theatre

Mum was ashamed

But she had no other choice

So I went through various stages

Sometimes on the film set

Sometimes I got into the ring

But only in dubbing

Sometimes glory, packed houses

Musicals are fine for that

Other times drudgery, misery

What people hardly appreciate

I'm glad, The muse with a glass of wine

She once brought me to Carlin

Now I'm off the stage without a hitch

He's climbed to the Little Stage

A new era is beginning

I'll sing Joshin