I love this song,every morning is waking me.I can listen it again and again.
I hope the volume is good -.- ;)

At the end of 2004, thanks to single Cliché becomes the first Czech English-singing band whose single was number one ranked radio official IFPI charts.

Cliché music video for the song, which act as the actor Jan Budař, Josef Vinklář, the point and in the same time wins the charts on the World Chart Express MTV while Support Lesbiens become Artist Of The Week music television station MTV.
( i dont know if google and I translate it good ,so maybe I am sorry xP)

Lyrics

This is waterfall of human tales.
Just a piece of good luck,
is all that we claim.
But I'm told by a friend,
it's more than sure.
Just as clear as the sky,
there is no fortune for all.
And this is nobody's fault,
and this is nobody's share.
And I Say:

Refrén:
Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
The sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
For I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
The storm of cliché.

This is whore that prays in church,
torn her soul.
This is countess on the ball,
but the title is stolen.
This is a cripple from the war,
the guy you know.
But the answer's in the end,
something cannot be changed.
And this is nobody's fault,
and this is nobody's share.
And I Say:

Refrén:
Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
The sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
for I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
I did not reach it,
I did not reach it.
Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
The sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
for I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
The storm of cliché

Somebody, everybody.
High or low, or hiding.
Nobody's born as a creature.
You better be,
not mad at me,
'cause body falls,
vanishes souls.
Me better fear,
nobody's born as a creature.
Nobody's creature,
and nobody fears.

Refrén:
Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
The sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
for I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
I did not reach it,
I did not reach it.

Somebody's soaked,
somebody's cliché.
Am I caught in the storm.
The sleeping creature.
For I beg high and hope,
for I beg high and hold.
Till I fall in the storm.
The storm of cliché

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