Denis Lirik - Ya ne mogu zaby't' tebya tvar' (Я не могу забыть тебя тварь) versuri traducere în engleză

I Can't Forget You, Bitch

I can't forget you, bitch.
I can't forget the taste of your lips.
Hell with your 'I'm very sorry.'
Don't wash your scent from the sheets.
I can't forget you, bitch.
I can't or I just don't wanna.
Thoughts about you, like a cold February.
I want pills from you and our feelings.
 
In my opinion, you don't need anyone around.
Too fucking much friends, girlfriends.
And you're not alone in the evening.
In social networks, not what I am.
 
You don't need a world of two people.
I can't understand what's going on in your head.
Really, whatever.
I have nothing to fight for, no one to meet.
Pour the tea into the mug with the kitten.
Your favorite, you hear - forgive me.
Or punish me.
 
Such as you - one, such as me - a billion.
The average, not the original.
I don't understand you're left yourself, or I fucked up you.
After all, if the ship is stranded, the captain is to blame.
 
You asked to steer without scandal.
And sent our ship directly to the rocks, bitch!
 
I can't forget you, bitch.
I can't forget the taste of your lips.
Hell with your 'I'm very sorry.'
Don't wash your scent from the sheets.
I can't forget you, bitch.
I can't or I just don't wanna.
Thoughts about you, like a cold February.
I want pills from you and our feelings.
 
It can be difficult to erase everything from the head.
I didn't, but you did.
I'll stand on the balcony and have a smoke.
And as if I see your image in the smoke again.
 
Because of you for days, on nerves.
And you for a long time with another, for certain.
Our love is nothing, but so be it.
It's a shame that you're in the head and on the sheets.
 
Heels and a skirt, iphone - cellphone.
A prominent bitch, albeit seemingly fragile.
Like, you loved, and I don't even know.
After all, I'm not your type, as bald from The Fast and the Furious.
 
Your things at home still lie.
I tried to burn them many times, but it's pity.
The room was soaked by your perfume.
Not for me so expensive women.
 
I can't forget you, bitch.
I can't forget the taste of your lips.
Hell with your 'I'm very sorry.'
Don't wash your scent from the sheets.
I can't forget you, bitch.
I can't or I just don't wanna.
Thoughts about you, like a cold February.
I want pills from you and our feelings.
 
Tibor from QS-FB


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