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I feel so good

First verse:
Waking up with a call, now getting undressed
You're so lonely, you have no idea where to go
But this is your vintage and if you have the guts
No need to befriend your mind anymore
Even if you're alone and are unaware of your strenght
You're the most amazing
 
Chrorus:
And every song I sing to you
I feel so good in such a crowded club
And it's my fault I'm dancing here
But I feel so good, I feel so happy
And every song I sing to you
I feel so good in such a crowded club
And it's my fault I'm dancing here
But I feel so good, I feel so happy
 
Second verse:
Here there are casual affairs, not forever after
Tell me without laughing what's wrong with people
And why it's so hard for me, everything with you until dawn
No topics and nowhere to go, the way will guide us
If you don't know what to write, write, I just write
 
Chrorus:
And every song I sing to you
I feel so good in such a crowded club
And it's my fault I'm dancing here
But I feel so good, I feel so happy
And every song I sing to you
I feel so good in such a crowded club
And it's my fault I'm dancing here
But I feel so good, I feel so happy
 
Every, every, every song I sing to you
Every, every, every
Every, every, every song I sing to you
 

Avion

[Куплет 1]
Ne sviđa ti se sve, uvek si u žurbi
Dodaješ u čašu led
Ali kakva je razlika u kojoj klasi letiš
Kada se avion sruši?
Ako ipak sletimo danas
Pozvaću odmah, barem na minut
Korak do ivice, previše izgleda dragoceno
Ali definitivno ne novac i ne scena
 
[Припев]
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
A okean idiotima liči na močvaru
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
Kakav glup raspored: posao-kuća-posao
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
A okean je močvara, kažu - da sam idiot
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
Da, ljubitelj sam neba, ali ne želim da mi sve bude ravno
 
[Куплет 2]
Traka se dodirnula, tako mi odzvanja u glavi
Ruka steže kartu
Krivim glasom kažem: 'Žao mi je
Prvi put posle toliko godina
Nemam nikakve veze sa tvojim tekstovima'
Vičeš mi u telefon da je kasno da budem iskrena
Na kraju, molim te - sve, čak i ako ima problema
Ne piši o meni smeće predstavljajući to kao umetnost
 
[Припев]
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
A okean idiotima liči na močvaru
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
Kakav glup raspored: posao-kuća-posao
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
A okean je močvara, kažu - da sam idiot
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
Da, ljubitelj sam neba, ali ne želim da mi sve bude ravno
 
[Инструментал]
 
[Припев]
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
A okean idiotima liči na močvaru
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
Kakav glup raspored: posao-kuća-posao
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
A okean je močvara, kažu - da sam idiot
I sve bi bilo u redu, i bilo bi još nešto
Da, ljubitelj sam neba, ali ne želim da mi sve bude ravno
 

Was hiding in the bathroom

[Verse 1]
I didn't dare to hold
And the best friend is doing me the dirtiest
And as ill luck would have it - there is no snowfall in the city,
So everyone will see salt on the roads on their way home.
 
She began shivering, and the best friend
Doesn't know what to do, he changes his plans
Trying not to touch the painful topic in any way,
It's scary even to hold a hand
(Scary to hold a hand).
 
[Chorus]
The world around her was twisting, calling her weird
She couldn't find an escape, so was hiding in the bathroom.
Whether she will be crying for long, they were guessing, wondering.
 
In the mornings she was drinking espresso near the fountain,
The sky was curiously observing the plan -
Whether she knows that it will feel better, they were guessing, wondering.
 
[Verse 2]
And the whole treasure of guesses and they're crazy, it's disgusting.
And why is the taste of hail's dregs so sweet,
And why as time goes by am I glad about new things
What kind of truth is this, damn, if the ballad didn't become eternal?
 
La-la-la. She was protecting it the best she could,
Was saying that she will die without him, but she's alive.
So it turns out, she was also lying, was lying.
No answer - after all it's on him.
 
[Chorus]
The world around her was twisting, calling her weird
She couldn't find an escape, so was hiding in the bathroom.
Whether she will be crying for long, they were guessing, wondering.
 
In the mornings she was drinking espresso near the fountain,
The sky was curiously observing the plan -
Whether she knows that it will feel better, they were guessing, wondering.
 
The world around her was twisting, calling her weird
She couldn't find an escape, so was hiding in the bathroom.
Whether she will be crying for long, they were guessing, wondering.
 
In the mornings she was drinking espresso near the fountain,
The sky was curiously observing the plan -
Whether she knows that it will feel better, they were guessing, wondering.
 

Treasured Gold

[Chorus: KARTASHOW & Mari Kraymbreri]
So, I have been, I have been mad at you, mad at you
Though you are my, you are my treasured gold, treasured gold
Here with you gone, with you gone, it all feels off, all feels off
Come fly by my place for a few, nothing more
So, I have been, I have been mad at you, mad at you
Though you are my, you are my treasured gold, treasured gold
Here with you gone, with you gone, it all feels off, all feels off
Come fly by my place for a few, nothing more
 
[Verse 1: Mari Kraymbreri]
Throw a warm cardigan over my shoulders
I have it all, but I wander through this loft alone
Humming those tunes we used to listen to in the car
Forgive me for the towers I ruined from atop
Don't you dare, don't you dare get jealous or ever try to befriend me
I smoke your kisses, blaming myself for your lies
Your little fib was wild and strong, I'm dancing to beats
How will you choose to whisk me away, send out our signal
 
[Chorus: KARTASHOW & Mari Kraymbreri]
So, I have been, I have been mad at you, mad at you
Though you are my, you are my treasured gold, treasured gold
Here with you gone, with you gone, it all feels off, all feels off
Come fly by my place for a few, nothing more
So, I have been, I have been mad at you, mad at you
Though you are my, you are my treasured gold, treasured gold
Here with you gone, with you gone, it all feels off, all feels off
Come fly by my place for a few, nothing more
 
[Verse 2: KARTASHOW]
Tell me, when I'd wait for you, where the heck would you go?
With whom would you meet and watch the crimson sunset?
Tell me, when I was felt you slipping away, whom the heck would you be with?
Oh, you're my catch, thanks for apologizing
I know everything, don't get upset, with your dodgy answers
Don't get upset, I know, your eyes, they told me everything
They bear the whole truth, and I loved that, I've no reason to be mad at them
You're close by, but I have no more grievances
 
[Chorus: KARTASHOW & Mari Kraymbreri]
So, I have been, I have been mad at you, mad at you
Though you are my, you are my treasured gold, treasured gold
Here with you gone, with you gone, it all feels off, all feels off
Come fly by my place for a few, nothing more
So, I have been, I have been mad at you, mad at you
Though you are my, you are my treasured gold, treasured gold
Here with you gone, with you gone, it all feels off, all feels off
Come fly by my place for a few, nothing more
With you gone, with you gone, it all feels off, all feels off
With you gone, with you gone, it all feels off, all feels off
So, I have been, I have been mad at you, mad at you
Though you are my, you are my treasured gold, treasured gold
 

I found my voice

It seemed to me that I was all covered in flaws
I thought that the world isn't my thing
I was drowning in whisky and chocolate bars
I did not know how to sing right
 
I was swallowing your criticism with clenched teeth
I was running away from my home without knowing where to go
I hated nightclubs
And didn't believe in God
 
I gave up on people's company for life
I watched how the fire went out
With every year I was getting
Tougher and more moody, but then I met you
 
I'm not used to say things straight, I do it through singing
For some reason I find it to be easier
We've been together for more than a year
And thanks to you I found my voice
 
I found my voice
Thanks to you I found my voice
I found my voice
 
From time to time I address you more formally1
I can't describe how much I admire you
You know, I may be too young, unfortunately
But I trust my feelings
 
You know, I adore your sarcasm
I know you see right through me
You know, I love you, primitively, but I do
Again I'm astonished at your harmony
 
Chatroom, where are you my friend? Chatroom for work
This thrill I get is mutual without a doubt
You know, I stole your Saturdays
Sorry, but I'm also planning to steal your Sundays
 
When I call you 'mother'
I really mean it
It might be childish, but I won't let you down
With you by my side I'm ready for anything
 

• 1. Russian has a formal and an informal “you”: вы and ты respectively.

Let me go

This world will break in half, but not for us.
I will give you anything, just let me go.
Stop yelling, just try to understand - I don't want to lie to you anymore.
You should realize that it's you who couldn't tame me.
 
Chorus:
I promise to remember everything that was between us.
The picture of memories sails past me.
It's unbearable to be with you now,
Let me go, I'm not feeling like myself when I'm with you.
I got tired or maybe just fell out of love,
Or maybe I'm stronger than your strength,
But the thread has broken and my love grew cold.
I'm begging you not to hold me, let me go.
 
What words should I say that will help you to understand that it's no one's fault.
It's hard to admit that the sky is one, but has different sides.
I couldn't do it and you are too weak to make decisions for both of us.
Again I'm trying to run away from myself.
 
Chorus:
I promise to remember everything that was between us.
The picture of memories sails past me.
It's unbearable to be with you now,
Let me go, I'm not feeling like myself when I'm with you.
I got tired or maybe just fell out of love,
Or maybe I'm stronger than your strength,
But the thread has broken and my love grew cold.
I'm begging you not to hold me, let me go.
 
Don't holding me, I don't love you anymore,
I'm not yours anymore.
Let me go, don't drive yourself insane.
I will be fine on my own, I will be fine on my own.
 

Fall

And my fall doesn't concern you anymore, and my heart too!
I'm confused. My love is my secret.
I won't tell anyone around that I'm still crazy about you,
That I walk alone at night, and sleep less, not more.
 
Chorus:
My mind cuts me with memories - it's not love anymore.
But I'm drawn to these memories. Fall, please, ease my pain!
My mind cuts me with memories - it's not love anymore.
But I'm drawn to these memories. Fall, please, ease my pain!
 
My fall doesn't belong you anymore, but my heart wants to go back in time so badly.
I'm letting you go, and if someone asks me - I will only say good things about it.
I won't tell anyone around that I still see you in my sleep,
That I walk alone at night, and that I hate myself.
 
Chorus:
My mind cuts me with memories - it's not love anymore.
But I'm drawn to these memories. Fall, please, ease my pain!
My mind cuts me with memories - it's not love anymore.
But I'm drawn to these memories. Fall, please, ease my pain!
 
My mind cuts me with memories - it's not love anymore.
But I'm drawn to these memories...
 

There is no love.

Night, smoke, a sea of tears. She thought:' All this is serious'.
But, unfortunately - it was just curiosity. Mean nothing hundreds of roses.
He dial and again delete. why it's so, he doesn't get it.
And he doesn't even remember, and now he knows for sure, there is no love.
 
There is no love.
Love...
 
Your whisper, emptiness. Appreciated, but she is not the same.
She is disappearing at nights without a call. And goes out with someone till morning.
She doesn't read the messages. Why he doesn't understand.
He losing her more and more, and now he knows for sure:
It happens too late to return, it happens to early to go.
By the time he looked back- she turned off the road.
And he rip everything to pieces and understand: ' It's gone'.
Now they both know for sure, that: there is no love.
 
There is no love.
Love...
 
And tired of the parties, and tired of men.
You will fall in love with one from the orgies without a reason.
But the ring on your finger- won't hide the trace.
Those wounds will come back, and you'll understand again: there is no love.
 
There is no love.
Love...
There is no love.
There is no love.
There is no love.
 
There is no love!
There is no love!
There is no love!
There is no love!
 

On the tattoo

Half an hour,1 your jacket is torn, I'm on (your) hands.
(My head's) throbbing, like we're up in the sky.
(I can still hear the sound of) smashed wine glasses,2 ask me if I've been cheating on you,
And catch the truth in my eyes.3
 
- I want you to come.
- Well, okey.
Tell me, why you havn't yet left me?
I beg you, just don't tell me
What you told them and they ran out of sight -
('Cause) I want to know, that the way you feel with me
You have never felt like this with someone else.4
 
I love you like in the best pop songs
Like in bestsellers,5 but not on YouTube.
I'm guiding you, like oaths on the staircase walls.
Do you remember the drawings of constellations? One is on my tattoo now.
 
I (love)6 you like in the best pop songs
Like in bestsellers,5 but not on YouTube.
I'm guiding you, like oaths on the staircase walls.
Do you remember the drawings of constellations? One is on my tattoo now.
 
On the tatto... On the tattoo...
On the tatto... On the tattoo...
 
Bartenders and streets7 know us for many years.
Seemingly two different worlds, but together, we are like children,
Forgetting social networks - we've got just enough
Questions to ask each other, and there are always a variety of answers.
 
- Will you come tonight?
- Well, okey.
Without you I'm definitely not starting my show.
 
Yes, I know how to be any (kind of a girl), but I want to be tender.
(And I want to make) it intimate only, not on display.
If this isn't love,
Then I believe in it for the last time.
 
I love you like in the best pop songs
Like in bestsellers,5 but not on YouTube.
I'm guiding you, like oaths on the staircase walls.
Do you remember the drawings of constellations? One is on my tattoo now.
 
I (love)6 you like in the best pop songs
Like in bestsellers,5 but not on YouTube.
I'm guiding you, like oaths on the staircase walls.
Do you remember the drawings of constellations? One is on my tattoo now.
 
On the tatto... On the tattoo...
On the tatto... On the tattoo...
 
I love you like in the best pop songs
Like in bestsellers,5 but not on YouTube.
I'm guiding you, like oaths on the staircase walls.
Do you remember the drawings of constellations? One is on my tattoo now.
 
I (love)6 you like in the best pop songs
Like in bestsellers,5 but not on YouTube.
I'm guiding you, like oaths on the staircase walls.
Do you remember the drawings of constellations? One is on my tattoo now.
 

• 1. 00:30 a.m.
• 2. 'smashed wine glasses' here shuld be a part of 'throbbing', literally the whole phrase might be like this: 'My head is throbbing with the sound of the smashed wine glasses', or 'My head is throbbing, and at each pulse beat I feel how the wine glasses are smashed again'.
• 3. It's hard to understand what is this verse about, I had to use my imagination, and that's how I figure it out. It's about a boy and a girl, they are friends since their childhood, and now also lovers, but their relationships are complicated. The song begins with them returning from a night club. In the night club they were dancing and drinking, when they got drunk, the girl might be flurting with someone else, there was a row between her and him with smashing wine glasses against the floor, then there was a fight between boys, that's why her boyfriend's jacket is torn, and then they had to go on the run. He brought her, drunk, on his hands home and left her. The next day they sober up, probably feel guilty and get in touch by the phone...
• 4. Lit. 'I want to know that the way we have (our feelings together), you had only once in your life (and it's only with me)
• most well-thumbed books
• I somehow feel that here it should be rather 'will make love with you', than just 'love'.
• 7. Lit. 'courtyards

Talk To Me (About Anything, But Him)

I'm getting used to everything getting harder .
All the time I say, 'To hell with him! Sure...
But, it happened, and that's a fact.
I forgot, just forgot. Forgetting over and over again.'
 
My lips are stained from wine, well that's my fault.
No matter who's next to me, I'm alone.
I feel like I have to stay silent 24 hours a day.
And, I so seldom find jokes funny.
 
We grew apart.
It used to be like everyday was Friday.
Now, calmly I find myself like this -
like I'm faithful but it's so strange.
 
People say that it's not possible.
All men hate what's tough and hard.
But, you know, I suceeded just in time.
I hear children laughing, and singing from up high.
 
Chorus:
Talk to me about whatever - about TV or if I believe in love,
about those who are already where morals keep on dropping.
about the tv, about those who already stuck somewhere where morals keep on dropping.
about whatever you want...
 
What's more important - to be free or have a career?
Who are you, someone that I'll become?
I choose to be wise rather than young.
You can still have a job and a house, if the house is still a home.
 
If you'd just understand me, without getting hysterical.
I'd give myself to him, before I die.
But, I can't help thinking about the one you're sleeping with.
How can I deal with this, while you keep finding me.
 
Chorus:
Talk to me about whatever. About TV or if I believe in love.
about those who are already where values keep on dropping.
about the tv, about those who already stuck somewhere where values keep on dropping.
about whatever you want...
 
Talk to me about whatever. About TV or if I believe in love.
about those who are already where values keep on dropping.
about the tv, about those who already stuck somewhere where values keep on dropping.
about whatever you want...
about whatever you want...
about whatever you want...
 

 

Ona ti ne pristaje

Vozim se sa telefonom u glavi, misli su mi teške
Zajedno su, slika u našem restoranu
Gde sam bila sačuvana od depresije, čini se da se lepo zabavlja
Srce mi je u zbrci, iznervirana zbog svega
Zašto sam ove loše sreće?
Snimam glasovnu poruku iako mi podrhtava glas
 
Ona ti uopšte ne pristaje
Niti njena boja kose, niti smeh
 
Ona ti uopšte ne pristaje
Niti njena boja kose, niti smeh
Kaži mi zašto, zašto si sa njom?
Je li bolja od mene u glavi ili telu?
Ona ti uopšte ne pristaje
Niti njena boja kose, niti smeh
Kaži mi zašto, zašto si sa njom?
Je li bolja od mene u glavi ili telu?
 
Ona, ona... Ona, ona...
Je li bolja od mene u glavi ili telu?
Ona, ona... Ona, ona...
 
Epilog ne ide po planu
Prosto ću poludeti
Dođavola sa njim, pijana sam
Zatvoriću njegov profil, biće me briga
Koliko noći je proveo sa njom?
Zašto nije sam?
Koliko njenih stvari je tamo, kod njega?
Zašto je naslonila glavu na njegovo rame kao što sam to ja činila?
I zašto, zašto joj je to dozvolio?
 
Ona ti uopšte ne pristaje
Niti njena boja kose, niti smeh
Kaži mi zašto, zašto si sa njom?
Je li bolja od mene u glavi ili telu?
Ona ti uopšte ne pristaje
Niti njena boja kose, niti smeh
Kaži mi zašto, zašto si sa njom?
Je li bolja od mene u glavi ili telu?
 
Ona je hladnija, hladnija
Ne pristaje ti uopšte
Ona je hladnija, hladnija
Ne pristaje ti uopšte
 
Ona ti uopšte ne pristaje
Niti njena boja kose, niti smeh
Kaži mi zašto, zašto si sa njom?
Je li bolja od mene u glavi ili telu?
Ona ti uopšte ne pristaje
Niti njena boja kose, niti smeh
Kaži mi zašto, zašto si sa njom?
Je li bolja od mene u glavi ili telu?
 
Ona je hladnija, hladnija
Ona je hladnija, hladnija
 
Ona ti uopšte ne pristaje
Niti njena boja kose, niti smeh
Kaži mi zašto, zašto si sa njom?
Je li bolja od mene u glavi ili telu?
 

Prljavo

Definitivno nisam reperka
Tako si jeb*** prelepa
Očito postoji razlog
Što posedujemo par stranih pasoša
Prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
Na mom insta profilu
I prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
U tvojim kolima
 
Tako si jeb*** prelepa
Očito postoji razlog
Što posedujemo par stranih pasoša
Prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
Na mom insta profilu
I prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
U tvojim kolima
 
Desno sam, iza
Ti napred, u fokusu
U trenerci, ali u čipkanom donjem vešu
Pa tako
Slušaš glasnu muziku
A ja sam odlepila za tvojim tetovažama
Ukoliko želiš samo zabavu
Izabrao si pogrešnu
Goriš na retrovizoru
A ja plešem
Noge na tvojim ramenima
Monolog
Znaš, sreća je
Poput sna, osmeha, poljupca
Poput zagrljaja, vazduha
Poput razgovora do svanuća
Ili od ranog jutra do večeri
Padaju zvezde, padaju zvezde
Padaju na zemlju
Ti, na primer, danas
Sve, sve, sve, sve je jeb*** kul
Ali ukoliko mi ne kažeš
Sutra šta će biti
Okrenuću se i otići
Mrzim kad greše
Ili kada me lažu
 
Tako si jeb*** prelepa
Očito postoji razlog
Što posedujemo par stranih pasoša
Prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
Na mom insta profilu
I prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
U tvojim kolima
Definitivno nisam reperka
 
Nisam ni rokerka
I definitivno nisam reperka
Imam svoj stil
On te gura
Pritiskaš olupinu
I nisi ni pop
Voliš bas
I ima ga u par mojih pesama
Ali ponavljaj se
Želiš zaustaviti moj glas
Kod tebe je sve jeb*** kul
Kaif
Na ljubavnim omotima
Nema nas
Nije da smo loši
Nije da smo dovoljni
Samo poput crnog karmina
Ne nanosim da se isprljam
Bela haljina
Ne pričamo o tome
Rešavamo probleme
Vidimo se
Moji dugački nokti ispod kapuljače
Ponovo kukanje
Sedim i mislim
Tako si jeb*** prelepa
Sa lavovskim karakterom
Sa takvim seksi grudima
I kakva sreća
Sa takvim bednikom
Sa takvim tipom muškarca
 
Sa par stranih pasoša
I prljavo u tvojima kolima
 
Tako si jeb*** prelepa
Očito postoji razlog
Što posedujemo par stranih pasoša
Prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
Na mom insta profilu
I prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
U tvojim kolima
 
Tako si jeb*** prelepa
Očito postoji razlog
Što posedujemo par stranih pasoša
Prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
Na mom insta profilu
I prljavo, prljavo, prljavo
U tvojim kolima
 
Tako si jeb*** prelepa
Prljavo u tvojim kolima
 

Anti-he-men

Chorus:
I'm sick of the primitive schemes
Of seduction of me, for an adventure. All of you, F**k off !... 1
My head is already spinning, every one who calls me is a liar,
What's the reason you're doing it? Anti-he-men!
 
We've only known each other just four days,
But you're already telling me: ' You are mine'.
You're calling me in a lovely way,
Jeez, how sweet.
 
How many such (schemes) worked out,
How many (girls) believed that bullshit?
But me, I'm gonna pass it by,
Gonna tell yah: 'No, no, no!'
 
Lights won't go out 2, I don't feel like I wanna have a passion,
And you're not a craftsman - you won't be able to fix me!
You've got no chance of being in my vicinity,
I reapeat: No, no. 3
 
Chorus:
I'm sick of the primitive schemes
Of seduction of me, for an adventure. All of you, F**k off !...
My head is already spinning. every one who calls me is a liar,
What's the reason you're doing it? Anti-he-men!
 
You're not a playboy, you're a slut - an anti-he-man.
Off you go! (an anti-he man).
You're just a whore, you've got no rank!
You are - an anti-he man (an anti-he man).
 
You're not a playboy, you're a slut - an anti-he-man.
Off you go! (an anti-he man).
You're just a whore, you've got no rank!
You are - an anti-he man (an anti-he man).
 
(To some girl:) Why do you wear a mini-skirt, or a mullet dress,
Why have you spent so much on yourself?
Are you going to a party? Common, knock it off!
It does not roll any more! 4 Oh, sh*t!
 
(To some boy:) Nobody can heal you - 'cause you are a crackpot 5!
And I'm not a slut, to groan 6 above someone.
(To some girl:) Go on being jealous, but first -
Count every one, with whom you've come off.
 
Chorus:
I'm sick of the primitive schemes
Of seduction of me, for an adventure. All of you, F**k off !...
My head is already spinning, every one who calls me is a liar,
What's the reason you're doing it? Anti-he-men!
 
The primitive schemes of seduction of me, for an adventure.
All of you, F**k off !...
My head is already spinning, every one who calls me is a liar,
What's the reason you're doing it? Anti-he-men!
 

• 1. Idite vse na hooy
• 2. The world (or my life) won't stop if...
• 3. Sometime russian 'yes' means 'no' in translations to english Teeth smile
• 4. = It won't work out any further (can we use that expression here?)
• 5. Crazy one
• 6. groan - is it the right word when a women screams while having sex?

Amore

High waves, loud people
We are diving for gold, we are drowning in overtures
With a devilish skill the sea deceitfully
Is yelling in a rustle at actualities in response
We are not the only ones who are siiting here by the shore in such way
Here it is for you my Love Story, here it is for you my longing
Here my clothes, here my keys...
Just, just keep silent, just keep silent.
 
Refrain: Mari Kraymbreri
You're leaving to not to sleep1. You're leaving, alright, it's okay.
AMORE2, the sea3 remembers everything by heart.
I'm going to forget how to kiss and someday I'll get back
To tell the sea: sea, I am to stay..
You're leaving to not to sleep. You're leaving, alright, it's okay.
AMORE, the sea remembers everything by heart.
I'm gonna forget how to kiss and someday I'll get back
To tell the sea: sea, I am to stay..
 
Stanza 2: Mari Kraymbreri
Does your girlfriend know whom she loves
How many more holidays she's gonna celebrate with you
How many more broken hearts are on this shore
How many people there are, who love each other, but don't care
I'm gonna take a smoke break in the world of egoists and silly women
I'm gonna take a tourist trip over there for a couple of weeks
Then I'll get back over here to the rushing waves
To throw obscenities
With an extinguished cigarette into the wind
 
Refrain: Mari Kraymbreri
You're leaving to not to sleep. You're leaving, alright, it's okay.
AMORE, the sea remembers everything by heart.
I'm gonna forget how to kiss and someday I'll get back
To tell the sea: sea, I am to stay..
You're leaving to not to sleep. You're leaving, alright, it's okay.
AMORE, the sea remembers everything by heart.
I'm gonna forget how to kiss and someday I'll get back
To tell the sea: sea, I am to stay..
 

• 1. This also may mean not to have sex.
• 2. Italian: love, my love, my beloved one.
• 3. Word 'sea' in russian sounds just like the italian 'amore' but without the first vowel

Palevo (Saw Something Which I Shouldn't)

I'm definitely not a rap girl
What the fuck are you ***
Apparently, not with a simple
We have passport passports in our pockets.
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In my insta
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In your car
 
What the fuck are you ***
Apparently, not with a simple
We have passport passports in our pockets.
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In my insta
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In your car
 
I'm on the right in the back
You in focus in frontal
In a sports sweater, but in lace underwear
Well so
You listen to loud music
I stick to your tattoos
If you just wanted to have fun
He chose the wrong one.
You burn in the rearview mirror
Oh, I dance
Legs on your shoulders
Monologue
You know, happiness in such trifles
Like a dream, like a laugh, like a kiss
Like a hug, like air
How talk until morning
Or from morning till late evening
Stars fall, stars fall
Fall to the floor
You, for example, today
Everything, everything, everything, everything n *** atoms
But if you answer me that
Will be tomorrow
I will turn around and leave
Hate it when wrong
Or when they lie to me
 
What the fuck are you ***
Apparently, not with a simple
We have passport passports in our pockets.
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In my insta
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In your car
I'm definitely not a rap girl
 
I'm a girl not rock and roll
And definitely not a rap girl
I'm on my style
And he is rushing you
And you press wreck
And you are not pop
Do you like bass
And there are few of them in my music
But you're on repeat
You chase my voice
When you all for *****
Kaif
On love wrappers
It's not about our pair
Not that we are bad
Not that we have enough
But so I black lipstick
I did not get dirty
White Latier
We are without talking about it
Solve problems
See each other
My long nails under the hoodie
Clawing back
I really sit and think
What the fuck are you ***
With such a lion character
With such sexy bristles
And for what fortanulo
This unformatted
With such a format man
 
With a couple of overseas passports
And pale in your car
 
What the fuck are you ***
Apparently, not with a simple
We have passport passports in our pockets.
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In my insta
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In your car
 
What the fuck are you ***
Apparently, not with a simple
We have passport passports in our pockets.
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In my insta
And saw something which i shouldn't (3x)
In your car
 
You're so beautiful
Pale in your car
 

It’s a b*tch of a blast!

Refrain: times 2
Voices in my head, perhaps.
Whispering: keep it between us.
I must be a psycho and he is a sicko, must.
Once we’re alone, it’s a b*tch of a blast.
 
Verse one:
We are playing it all out loud,
Always walking on thin ice.
Just like a couple of kiddos
As if no one sees us.
Maybe, we muddle up waters abound,
Maybe, we’re fooling them around,
Just like at the back of a classroom.
Your tipoffs are utterly inconspicuous,
I am stared at but you are not suspicious.
People just don’t get it:
Living outside of the box, gross!
Both cells in airplane mode?
No bed wrinkled, minty lip gloss?
I’m constantly freaking out as if we have to be, no doubt,
Have to be crazy-glued, in and about.
 
Refrain: times 2
Voices in my head, perhaps,
Whispering: keep it between us.
I must be a psycho and he is a sicko, must.
Once we’re alone, it’s a b*tch of a blast.
 
Verse two:
Close. Oh, so close, and in a low voice.
We are no romantics, but the chemistry!
Fingers stroking my skin and mine yours,
If only in my imagination.
Causing rush by whispering words. It’s chemistry!
My desires are hardly timid,
And if your plans for me like you mean it,
Get used to a Happy End movie mentality
Being not the looming reality.
Rough embrace, charming kiss.
Holding tight makes us happy alright.
For one I know, it’s not fake amongst us
And, to the end, it will last.
 
Refrain: times 2
Voices in my head, perhaps,
Whispering: keep it between us.
I must be a psycho and he is a sicko, must.
Once we’re alone, it’s a b*tch of a blast.
 

Does he like me?

It’s dark, on my mouths there’s cold ice.
I don't want to stay far from others, but I’m not happy with them.
Tick-tock, it’s like you're in verse.
Coffee sticks, time ticks.
And even if I’m wild, I quietly shut up.
Before knowing you, I never doubted the beauty.
I didn’t repeat in the dark.
 
Refrain:
Does he like me? Oh-oh
Does he like me? Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Does he like me? Oh-oh
Does he like me? Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
 
It’s dark, they don’t say so.
When I’m with you I accept everything naively.
Choose me, play to the beat.
I won’t make it, so take the first step
You know, there's no way to change me
I’m proud (?)
I’m too weakened by your strength.
I asked the darkness, the darkness:
 
Refrain x2:
Does he like me? Oh-oh
Does he like me? Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Does he like me? Oh-oh
Does he like me? Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
 

Call a taxi

What a beautiful evening, I want you
Closer, closer, closer, closer.
I cry once more these empty words:
“I hate you!”
 
I guess it’s not time (for us).
Let go all the quarrels about nothing.
I guess, it’s not time, I dance.
I don't want to put it all on repeat
 
Call a taxi, I wanna go home,
I can’t drive, I drunk wine
You’re no longer mine, mine, mine.
No matter whose fault it is
 
Call a taxi, I wanna go home,
I can’t drive, I drunk wine
You’re no longer mine, mine, mine.
No matter whose fault it is
 
I still love, but not you
Why, why, why is it so?
I told many lies, I lied to myself,
Whatever…
 
I guess it’s just no time
Let it go, sorry, I’m sorry!
I guess, it’s not time, I dance.
I don't want to put it all on repeat
 
Call a taxi, I wanna go home,
I can’t drive, I drunk wine
You’re no longer mine, mine, mine.
No matter whose fault it is
 
Call a taxi, I wanna go home,
I can’t drive, I drunk wine
You’re no longer mine, mine, mine.
No matter whose fault it is
 

He likes smoke too

Mom - I'm talking frankly to you
Mom - his hands are all covered in tattoos.
Mom - it's my drama, not lying at all
Mom - remember, you always told me
To believe in dreams after
Partings, I forgave adultery, I was saying goodbye.
 
It's just that he also likes smoke
And it's so easy with him
Like with no one else.
So simple, everything is simple.
He also likes smoke
And it's so easy with him
Like with no one else.
So easy, everything is simple.
Everything is simple, so simple, everything is simple.
It's simple, so simple.
 
Mom - I fall asleep early in the morning
In this city without fire, it's strange
People drink alcohol after working out
And I'm at the airports, in letters
Where I mind my own business
Thoughts are rhymed in my head.
I and he, we're independent, we don't bother with
Thinking why we're good together
 
It's just that he also likes smoke
And it's so easy with him
Like with no one else.
So simple, everything is simple.
He also likes smoke
And it's so easy with him
Like with no one else.
So simple, everything is simple.
Everything is simple, so simple, everything is simple.
It's simple, so simple.
 

We could be

Happiness loves silence,
and I you - nothing I can't do.
Passersby throw convicted views
I'm running, running, running..
 
A hundred times I promised not to believe anyone,
but trouble met me.
The main thing I didn't say anything, and now -
now I'm roaring, roaring, roaring!
 
We could not be lonely,
not listening that behind the windows,
people used to say to us - in vain we fell in love.
Ah, we could be! Yeah, we could be!
 
How many can live stereotypes,
because in another's misfortune there is no love!
If this a true, then not believing them -
Just lie, lie, lie!
 
Maybe it was just in silence,
To share your life with you?
Man needs a man, and who do you want?
Tell, tell, tell me!