A perfect song? What are your choices?

Thank you, serjio! Seriously. 

Here's another from the Slavic world (sort of!):

@snilf I looked on the Internet - this is a group from Croatia - they sing the Iron Maiden repertoire (heavy metal) ...

What is the perfect song? : beautiful melody + deep lyrics + excellent vocal skills ...
Each person’s sense of beauty can drift on a scale both to the right and to the left ... an intelligent person knows (understanding comes with age) that it is VERY beneficial for us to move towards God (health, joy, meaning, happiness, realization, peace for all) ...
In our youth, almost all of us are stupid - no experience ... puberty, rebellion, hormones, bad company ... - as a result, we lose valuable time and often listen to things that harm us ...

I don’t know how to make a child fall in love with, for example, classical music and get a huge advantage on the path of life ... the bulk of people will lose time and harm themselves (then they will bite their elbows) ... Probably you need to at least know this in advance and make attempts!

Vivat, king! Equirhythmic translation...
(the song is usually dedicated to the great master of the stage when he retires or dies) 

Vivat, the King!
The world is a stage (Shakespeare said),
Where everyone is playing.
You took the hearts and turned folks' head.
You made them feel elated.
You played with soul in front of crowd.
And men presented you with a crown.
And even a foe could recognize
That you’re the only king for us,
That you are the King!

Vivat, the King, Vivat!
Vivat, the King!
You did not know peace.
Without guns and shots, by making game,
You took the lands with ease.
But I was tamed by truth and just because
I knew you were yourself.
It wasn’t a tricky game or empty words-
The love of yours.

Vivat, the King, Vivat! Vivat, the King!
Vivat, the King, Vivat! Vivat, the King!
I knew, you were, you were yourself!
Vivat, the King, Vivat! Vivat, the King!
Vivat, the King, Vivat! Vivat, the King!
Vivat, Vivat, my love! - I say.

You shared them with only me-
Sorrow and trouble.
You always gave it other men -
The gold of the triumph.
It was your play. It was your game.
And then your benefit came.
It was your play. You was the King.
But now you must leave the scene,
You leave the scene.

Goodbye, the King, goodbye. Goodbye, the King!
This singing is all around.
It’s sad - the thunder ends, the thunder ends,
The thunder of applause.
There’s sadness in the eyes
And a pain in hearts.
And everybody cries.
Goodbye, the King, goodbye. Goodbye, the King.
It’s your last dance.

Goodbye, the King, goodbye. Goodbye, the King!
Goodbye’ the King, goodbye. Goodbye, the King!
You’re ending game and saying “bye“.
Goodbye, the King, goodbye. Goodbye, the King!
Goodbye, the King, goodbye. Goodbye, the King!
Today, today you are only mine.

Goodbye, the King, goodbye. Goodbye, the King!
Goodbye, the King, goodbye. Goodbye, the King!
Don’t cry, my dear, don’t be sad!
Goodbye, the King, goodbye! Goodbye, the King!
Goodbye, the King, goodbye! Goodbye, the King!
They say goodbye. I don't say!