Oleg Mityaev - Лето - это маленькая жизнь (Leto - eto malenkaya zhizn) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

English (equirhythmic, poetic, rhyming, singable)

Summer is a little kind of life

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Take a look at what a pretty building you live in!
Yesterday I bought some beer and suddenly stood still
Watching teardrops of the weeping rain upon its skin
With apologies for all the winter I was ill.

I would stand this way admiring 'till the sun is gone,
'neath the wooden old umbrella next to the police,
But in my transparent bag there was a tiny hole,
And the whole amount of beer was going to decrease.

I'm into the April – there were some causes,
I'm so cold by wrapping up in your coldness.
Now I'm walking down the street to meet Summer,
And Summer is a little kind of life.

Summer is a little kind of being lonely,
Stubble on the cheeks is getting thick slowly.
Down the Summer went the house, and I'm out there.
Summer is a little kind of life.

It's too weird, the city was a place for you and me:
You were in the same old building, right beneath the sky,
And I lived in underworld, no matter what it means,
If you're drunk, it ain't so much important where you lie.

I ain't realized that May is quite ending,
And the evil blizzard's dead and not pretending.
Drinking with a cop, I've noticed – it's Summer,
And Summer is a little kind of life.

Summer is a little kind of being lonely,
Stubble on the cheeks is getting thick slowly.
Down the Summer went the house, and I'm out there.
Summer is a little kind of life.

Even though your window keeps our sadness all night long,
Down the garbage I had thrown two tiny silver keys.
And I won't come back to you, this Summer I'm alone,
I just go to cinema and walk among the trees.

You came back from your vacation – I've seen you,
It was like a rolling back our life's film to
Watch the story of break-up and your Summer,
And Summer is a little kind of life.

It's a little kind of life without false things.
There's nobody here to tell us our fortunes,
Even the policeman doesn't break silence.
Summer is a little kind of life.

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Šta god mi nije u redu
Poneću sa sobom u krevet
Tako lako se predajem
Priroda me izujeda
Mali smrt poput olova
Otrovna i teška
Uvek je to bilo tako
Uvek je to bilo tako

Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju

Ujutru
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Reče da 'ti ovo nečeš zaboraviti'
Sramota je oštra
I moja koža tako lako popušta
Samo bog zna
Samo bi bog verovao
Da sam ja bila anđeo
Ali su me isterali
Ali su me isterali

Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju
Ja sam kažnjena ljubavlju

Life... But How To Live It? - I Would Never Even Think About Buying Your Books, Packed With Lies Disguised As Good Advice About Life And How To Live It Превод текста

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I Would Never Even Think About Buying Your Books, Packed With Lies Disguised As Good Advice About Life And How To Live It

I would never even think
About buying your books, packed with lies
Disguised as good advice
On life and how to live it

What do you think gives you the right
To fuck up someone else's life
We'd all be much better off
Without your poisonous advice

Making profit from the misery of others
Taking advantage of their insecurity
Encouraging the weak
To lie, cheat and steal

I would never even think
About buying your books, packed with lies
Disguised as good advice
On life and how to live it

You sell instructions step by step
On how to glue the pieces of a
Broken heart back together

There's no point in taking the pain
When you can buy your way out
But where is out?
It's just another room
With one thousand doors

I would never even think
About buying your books, packed with lies
Disguised as good advice
On life and how to live it

You sell instructions step by step
On how to glue the pieces of a
Broken heart back together

There's no point in taking the pain
When you can buy your way out
But where is out?
It's just another room
With one thousand doors

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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?

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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