Vlad Sokolovsky - Мишень Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Target

I don't lose - not ever.
Except you happening to me.
And you hear, how they roar, my thoughts running wild through the wires
But they aren't received.
Don't forget your dreams, take them with you.
And not me in them, just you.
Maybe that's just how love is.
It's not hard to fall down.
Just turn around, if you can't love
Then stop.
 
And I don't understand these decisions, these decisions.
And I'm out of sync with your movements and I'm already no longer with you.
You're shooting accurately, only the target is me, the target is me.
But while I'm alive, I'm going home, home.
 
I can't lose, what isn't mine.
And you are not hurting, completely.
Like everything is the same, only you betray it.
Trembling in an unshakable voice.
 
Don't forget to tell me in color.
Mainly, how do you know how to not even miss me.
In a glass of whiskey, in the head is a pink haze.
And I am so close, that now you don't know yourself already.
 
And I don't understand these decisions, these decisions.
And I'm out of sync with your movements and I'm already no longer with you.
You're shooting accurately, only the target is me, the target is me.
But while I'm alive, I'm going home, home.
 
I'm going home, I'm going home
Home...
 
And I don't understand these decisions, these decisions.
And I'm out of sync with your movements and I'm already no longer with you.
You're shooting accurately, only the target is me, the target is me.
But while I'm alive, I'm going home, home
 


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