Codrin - De două ori Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Twice

[Verse 1: ECHO & Codrin]
Good, good evening, glad to be here
Did you think I was gone? I thought you were dead
How the fuck did I not think of it?
That I've been drinking since your mom was born, and I still haven't burst
Some people talk bad about me, come on, how's that possible?
'Cause when I drink, I become a decent guy?
Take my crown, take my flowers, and keep them for yourself
I'm sorry I never got to know myself better
Phew, God, so much beer, phew, God, so many women!
I've been drinking for seven years and two hours, and I’m still going
You can't handle my rap, you guys are carbon copies
If you didn’t get the message, don’t worry, I’ll catch you
I get messages every day: 'I'm depressed, help!'
That’s not my problem, that’s surely their problem
I wasn’t born at home, I fell straight from the clouds
To sprinkle these good tracks on these kids born out of wedlock
 

[Chorus: Codrin & ECHO]
If we donate our blood to you, you'll get drunk and then die
Jet plane, drink with us or fly away
We perfectly represent any collection of diseases
If you don’t hear the chorus, we’ll sing it twice for you
If we donate our blood to you, you'll get drunk and then die
Jet plane, drink with us or fly away
We perfectly represent any collection of diseases
If you don’t hear the chorus, we’ll sing it twice for you
 

[Verse 2: Codrin]
My re-re-record skips when I run my-my-my-my mouth
In arguments with all the idiots dropping their pens
I cut the branch from under my feet or maybe, who knows
I cut off my legs like Jack the Ripper
Oh, excuse me, prison, I had a slip-up
What? Sing softer? You sleep harder
I’ve got about sixteen voices in my head, and they all say, 'Go!'
I have issues with plurals 'cause I haven’t had many
I went to a psychologist, solved two of his problems
You make crap games, we play Black Deserts
If you understand my text, great if not, still great
But what am I? Light green, to yell at you?
If I have to talk to you, I’ve got nothing to listen to
You were on your own dick, now you're on someone else's!
Let's listen to the fool, if he’s got something to say
But he's got more than me, with an extra chromosome!
Lyrically, lyrically, to go against me? Nah, stay calm
Two verses, and I’ll make you wish Herodotus was your father
Dude, you’re chocolate, we’re two marmots
And then, if you die, you’ll see Don Quixote
And I feel like jumping out the window
'Cause the bums are asking me for a buck, and I don’t have one
And I have no excuse 'cause last night I drank
More than I had, but also more than I wanted
My head’s empty, my pocket the same
Oh man, does that suck? Nah, not at all
Nietzsche's faith, my wallet
And my liver’s too dead, Codrin, you’re a fool
 

[Bridge: Codrin]
But I really am a fool, I swear!
 

[Chorus: Codrin & ECHO]
If we donate our blood to you, you'll get drunk and then die
Jet plane, drink with us or fly away
We perfectly represent any collection of diseases
If you don’t hear the chorus, we’ll sing it twice for you
If we donate our blood to you, you'll get drunk and then die
Jet plane, drink with us or fly away
We perfectly represent any collection of diseases
If you don’t hear the chorus, we’ll sing it twice for you
 




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