Text Písně: Smoke on the water - Miro Šmajda

We all came down to Montreux
on the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with the mobile
We didn´t have much time
Frank Zappa and the mothers
were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flaregun
burned the place to the ground

Smoke on the water
a fire in the sky

They burned down the gambling house
it died with an awful sound
A funky claude was running in and out
It was pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
we had to find another place
Swiss time was running out
it seemed that we would lose the race

We ended up at the Grand Hotel
it was empty cold and bare
But with the rolling truck stones thing outside
making our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
we made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know, I know well never forget.

Další písničky hudební skupiny Miro Šmajda:

Miro Šmajda - Voda co mna drzi nad vodou
Miro Šmajda - C'est la vie
Miro Šmajda - Welcome to the jungle
Miro Šmajda - C'est la vie(miro šmajda)
Miro Šmajda - Co mna drží nad vodou

Předchozí písničky hudební skupiny Miro Šmajda:

Miro Šmajda - Come as you are
Miro Šmajda - Cry me a river
Miro Šmajda - We will rock youWe are the champions
Miro Šmajda - Dream on
Miro Šmajda - Wicked Game