Sirena Acid - Атланта - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

So many problems,

But on the dance floor everything spins in a line,

I don't understand naive people,

Who think there's no other way,

Left or right, it doesn't make sense, your fire takes us soaring high, baby break me, this is an ethno-beat,

As if I'm a picture hanging above you.

Ufa is on the line,

A new name for old names,

I don't understand why they all

Rap like an old-fashioned tape recorder.

So much kindness,

But we all know it's only to your face.

Instead of a hand, she extends a fist,

A fake face is not my limit.

I know guys, they're cooler than all the rappers. In their heads, like in mine, electro and rock flow through their veins.

So much kindness,

I don't understand why such a devil,

Look, little one, a rebel siren, we'll storm into a Rolls-Royce or a coffin with our squad.

So many problems,

But on the dance floor everything spins in a line,

I don't understand naive people,

Who think there's no other way,

Left or right, it doesn't make sense, your fire takes us soaring high, baby break me, this is an ethno-beat,

As if I'm a picture hanging above you.