kill richie, Yung Three - Ирина - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

*it's very good that you didn't catch me in such a mood, because everything was terrible for me, but now I'll probably go to bed...*

*Fuck, Irina, oh my god, what the...*

Get rid of these colors, I don't need falsehood (Fuck your falsehood)

All your habits cripple me, I'm covered in jitters (This is blackmail)

I've been eating up all the pain and all the dirt since childhood (Every part)

Now I'm imbued, I feel a connection

Everyone looks at this world differently, not everything in it is for us (Jokes are not for everyone)

Everyone dreams of hearing the sound of the sea, and you're telling me about some kind of pens (Yes)

I write all the texts (Yes), the idyll is true in them, (Bow)

I'll sort things out and rush to St. Petersburg

Ah, I got off the ramp now, straight to the capital (Moscow)

We roll cash, the music shoots like a principle (Digiri)

Ah, I just got off the ramp, here are familiar faces, (Faces)

Make me fall in love again (I)

We played the game, it's time to stop

Got hooked, you won't be able to find us

I'm spinning papyrus now, you won't be able to find us

I disappeared among the highways, I'm far away now - in Palmyra,

I'm the oldest creator of the world,

Your name is always with me (Fuck, Irina)

We'll talk for a long time about our dreams on these beats (Yeah)

While we're young, we'll sparkle (Diamond)

Our beats aren't from hundreds of melodies, and let it be

You don't even have that, you're imposing your sadness on me (Pau)

I did a moonwalk and I walked across the sky, (Young walker)

But remember with I'm blinded by you (Blind)

Jokes aside, I'm tired of singing about feelings (I)

You can try to bring me back...

But I'll tell you anyway

Get rid of these colors, I don't need falsehood (Fuck your falsehood)

All your habits cripple me, I'm covered in jitters (This is blackmail)

I've been eating up all the pain and all the dirt since childhood (Every part)

Now I'm imbued, I feel a connection

Everyone looks at this world differently, not everything in it is for us (Jokes not for everyone)

Everyone dreams of hearing the sound of the sea, and you're telling me about some kind of pens (Yes)

I write all the lyrics (Yes), the idyll is true in them, (Bow)

I'll sort things out and rush to St. Petersburg

*... but now I'll probably go to bed and everything will be fine in the morning. True, I was in a terrible mood, I did a lot of crap and solved the problem*

-Hello, dad

-Hello

-Yes, I broke up with her

-Yeah, and forget about her