If you never looked it up on Google there is some words in Russian that cannot be translated to any language only they can connect them together in a sentence and understand it...
English translation of Глаза цвета тёмной печали by Kavabanga Depo Kolibri Her eyes are the color of dark sadness The voice, like the strings of my heart caresses In his hands a cold I warmed the frosty But behind, some change someone posture. The second day tobacco and martinis To purify the soul will not help me white spirit Dirty hands dragged on the world The smell of her BL.it's like the smell of kerosene I forgot how to believe at seventeen Through an intermediary it is easier for me to smile The wind was always in my pocket I'm from a town where nipples disperse gossip In August the smoke, the bottle, the cap For a close friend I turned out to be unnecessary The Muse will live in me even when they say: That " He's not breathing anymore" Soul in the dispersal was all of the above. I, I, I hate the smell of good health. And behind like hell washed bone In the end, you know, next unit And in this life we're the only guests. Her eyes are the color of dark sadness The voice, like the strings of my heart caresses In his hands a cold I warmed the frosty But behind, some change someone posture. I feel this pain 24 by 7 It doesn't make me stronger, understand Open wounds. The house is full of guests, but I'm always alone I'll catch up in the morning and throw First windowsill, catch my tears I don't need her care. Since this s. ka killed me brain Its recognition with the taste of mercury Words sounded, but it is unlikely in fact And still not wash off the dirt The one we put in names on hands Hiding my eyes in front of my family, mom. I'll take mine and I don't care about envy It's not an incentive, we don't need much In the family beautiful old age. Her eyes are the color of dark sadness The voice, like the strings of my heart caresses In his hands a cold I warmed the frosty But behind, some change someone posture. Look how I lost my wings About my eyes you are, what color I forgot Black night misses our meetings That you forget I don't already have enough kits Don't lie to yourself, don't talk to her. Some killing is stronger than the shot Lips not in time to save me from this feeling Brother, so it happens, so does H. Y. with him. I, I, I hate the smell of good health. And behind like hell washed bone In the end, you know, next unit And in this life we're the only guests. Her eyes are the color of dark sadness The voice, like the strings of my heart caresses In his hands a cold I warmed the frosty But behind, some change someone posture
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Крутой музыка❤✴❤🚬🍷
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I need English lyrics please 🥺
If you never looked it up on Google there is some words in Russian that cannot be translated to any language only they can connect them together in a sentence and understand it...
I mean imma send it here but it looks dumb I am warning you
English translation of Глаза цвета тёмной печали by Kavabanga Depo Kolibri
Her eyes are the color of dark sadness
The voice, like the strings of my heart caresses
In his hands a cold I warmed the frosty
But behind, some change someone posture.
The second day tobacco and martinis
To purify the soul will not help me white spirit
Dirty hands dragged on the world
The smell of her BL.it's like the smell of kerosene
I forgot how to believe at seventeen
Through an intermediary it is easier for me to smile
The wind was always in my pocket
I'm from a town where nipples disperse gossip
In August the smoke, the bottle, the cap
For a close friend I turned out to be unnecessary
The Muse will live in me even when they say:
That " He's not breathing anymore"
Soul in the dispersal was all of the above.
I, I, I hate the smell of good health.
And behind like hell washed bone
In the end, you know, next unit
And in this life we're the only guests.
Her eyes are the color of dark sadness
The voice, like the strings of my heart caresses
In his hands a cold I warmed the frosty
But behind, some change someone posture.
I feel this pain 24 by 7
It doesn't make me stronger, understand
Open wounds.
The house is full of guests, but I'm always alone
I'll catch up in the morning and throw
First windowsill, catch my tears
I don't need her care.
Since this s. ka killed me brain
Its recognition with the taste of mercury
Words sounded, but it is unlikely in fact
And still not wash off the dirt
The one we put in names on hands
Hiding my eyes in front of my family, mom.
I'll take mine and I don't care about envy
It's not an incentive, we don't need much
In the family beautiful old age.
Her eyes are the color of dark sadness
The voice, like the strings of my heart caresses
In his hands a cold I warmed the frosty
But behind, some change someone posture.
Look how I lost my wings
About my eyes you are, what color I forgot
Black night misses our meetings
That you forget I don't already have enough kits
Don't lie to yourself, don't talk to her.
Some killing is stronger than the shot
Lips not in time to save me from this feeling
Brother, so it happens, so does H. Y. with him.
I, I, I hate the smell of good health.
And behind like hell washed bone
In the end, you know, next unit
And in this life we're the only guests.
Her eyes are the color of dark sadness
The voice, like the strings of my heart caresses
In his hands a cold I warmed the frosty
But behind, some change someone posture