J R - Fabricación Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Made of

Is it gold? The ingredient of her eyes
Pure platinum, the element of her body
Maybe diamonds, in that brilliant smile
A never ending love
I thank God for having made

An incomparable recipe
There's not another one of her in the world
They owe a Nobel prize to her parents
For having made such an admirable daughter
An example of the best
The rarest thing in today's world
Without mischief in her heart
What in the world is she made of?

What could it be?
What could it be?
What could it be?
What could she be made of?

Is it from a petal?
Plucked from the Garden of Eden?
Or maybe a wine turning 100 years old
If not, a scenic painting

An incomparable recipe
There's not another one of her in the world
They owe a Nobel prize to her parents
For having made such an admirable daughter
An example of the best
The rarest thing in today's world
Without mischief in her heart
What in the world is she made of?

What could it be?
What could it be?
What could it be?
What could she be made of?

What could it be?
What could it be?
What could it be?
What could she be made of?

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Konets Solnechnykh Dney - куда катится моя голова? (kuda katit·sya moya golova?) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

07.11.2024

Where's my head going?

I've forgotten everything I once loved.
And I have nothing left to look forward to
I don't want anything, and I don't want to hear your voice
I've lost my strength
Sober thoughts, tired body
I'm so sleepy
A hard morning and a hundred tries to make sense of it all.

Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
I can't sleep again till morning
I've got a lot on my mind
Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
Where's my head going?

Konets Solnechnykh Dney - искусство за 100 (skit) (iskusstvo za 100 (skit)) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

07.11.2024

Art for 100 (skit)

All my hopes are in shreds
Hundreds of empty dreams
I want so much to believe it's not serious
I can run away from the sun
Or hide from the rain
But no matter how hard I try
I can't run away from myself

Konets Solnechnykh Dney - кажется, я устал (kazhet·sya, ya ustal) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

07.11.2024

I think I'm tired.

I feel like I'm tired
And I'm dragging myself down a little bit at a time.
Why is everything in spite of me again?
Not a single thing is finished
I feel like I'm tired
I feel like I'm going downhill a little bit.
Why is it all in spite of me again?
There's nothing to be done

Strange thoughts timidly escort me to the dawn.
Who can tell me how it happened?
Why is it burning inside?
Through the stupefaction, I wish I could realize something more than a shadow.
I wish I could realize something more than a shadow.
There's a lot of lies
And it can be hard
not to be deceived or to lie to your face.
Time takes its toll
I'd have given up a long time ago
But I'm in trouble

I feel like I'm tired
And I'm dragging myself down a little bit at a time.
Why is everything in spite of me again?
Not a single thing is finished
I feel like I'm tired
I feel like I'm going downhill a little bit.
Why is it all in spite of me again?
Not one thing is finished

I think I'm tired
I think I'm tired
I think I'm tired

Konets Solnechnykh Dney - мне никогда не было весело с тобой (mne nikogda ne bylo veselo s toboy) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

07.11.2024

I've never had fun with you

I've never had fun with you.
And if you ever thought I was yours.
you were wrong, I don't care about you
And I don't care about people like you
You said I was different from them
You were wrong again, I'm not like the others.
I'm very simple and I'm not a hero.
I'll never be different

We have serious music, but...
Die.
Die, you bastard! Bastard...
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