121 градус ft. NeБрит - 121я весна
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Весенняя тоска и весенняя грусть,
Опять мысли что ушедшее не вернуть.
Пришедшее не прогнать, от падения не встать,
Казалось бы, ты крут и никто не смеет тебя посылать
Но на деле ты послан, ты как будто обоссан,
Чувства взяты и смяты тяжелой железной рукой,
После расхода ты сам не свой, или ты просто по натуре такой.
Вспоминаешь закуривая как намёки её не вкуривал,
У меня есть серьёзный разговор, друг, займись жизнью,
Всё мимо ушей, в итоге прийдётся скоро править шизню.
Отходосы после двух лет целый год, вроде пока всё ок,
Но скоро опять всё по новой, опять тебя влюблённость гложет
Да что ты можешь? Да я много чего могу, родная
Зря ты так говоришь по сути ничего о мне не зная,
Но вот опять по новой, опять я сломлен,
Намёк на то чтобы я свалил из квартиры,
А вроде бы мы нормально жили.
Наверное стоило убрать носки из ванной,
Наверной не стоило выкидывать наш ноутбук под планом,
Но уже без разницы и поражён очередной я раной...
Это всё так, типичная весна едрить её,
Давлю все чувства анальгином и ёршом,
Я скоро так откинусь братцы,
Но мне не куда деваться, мне негде здесь скрываться,
Стрела амура всё летит, она пронзит мне поясницу,
Я помню её ягодицу, помню нашу троицу,
Я, она и наша любовь, я хочу испытать те чувства вновь,
Ко мне приливает кровь... И я ей истеку наверное скоро,
И скоро я покину этот, паршивый город!
Но вот спасение, портвейн с заветной цифрой семь,
Стакан, бутылка, ещё бутылка...
Я восстановлен, пока не трезв. Пока не трезв - весел и резв.
И так вот каждую весну, я пью, страдаю, ещё раз пью.
Spring longing and spring sadness,
Again, thoughts that the departed cannot be returned.
Not to drive away, not to get up from the fall,
It would seem that you are cool and no one dares to send you
But in fact you are sent, you seem to be pissed
Feelings are taken and crushed by a heavy iron hand,
After the consumption, you yourself are not your own, or you are just like that by nature.
You remember litening how hints did not taste it,
I have a serious conversation, friend, do life,
Everything is past the ears, as a result, it will come soon to rule the schiz.
Retreats after two years for a whole year, it seems so far everything is ok,
But soon everything is new again, again, you are in love gnawing you
What can you? Yes, I can do a lot of things, dear
In vain you say so in fact without knowing anything about me,
But again, again, I am broken again,
A hint of I dumped from the apartment,
And it seems that we lived normally.
Probably it was worth removing socks from the bathroom,
Probably it was not worth throwing our laptop under the plan,
But it doesn’t matter and amazed at the next wound ...
This is all the way, the typical spring to unveil her,
I will give all the feelings with analgin and a ruff,
I will be so leaning back to my brothers,
But I have no where to go, I have nowhere to hide here,
The arrow of the Amur flies everything, it pierces my lower back,
I remember her buttock, I remember our trinity,
I, she and our love, I want to experience those feelings again,
Blood rushes to me ... and I will probably expire to her soon,
And soon I will leave this, lousy city!
But there is salvation, port with a cherished number seven,
A glass, a bottle, another bottle ...
I am restored until I am sober. Until it is sober - cheerful and nerd.
And so every spring, I drink, suffer, drink again.
Again, thoughts that the departed cannot be returned.
Not to drive away, not to get up from the fall,
It would seem that you are cool and no one dares to send you
But in fact you are sent, you seem to be pissed
Feelings are taken and crushed by a heavy iron hand,
After the consumption, you yourself are not your own, or you are just like that by nature.
You remember litening how hints did not taste it,
I have a serious conversation, friend, do life,
Everything is past the ears, as a result, it will come soon to rule the schiz.
Retreats after two years for a whole year, it seems so far everything is ok,
But soon everything is new again, again, you are in love gnawing you
What can you? Yes, I can do a lot of things, dear
In vain you say so in fact without knowing anything about me,
But again, again, I am broken again,
A hint of I dumped from the apartment,
And it seems that we lived normally.
Probably it was worth removing socks from the bathroom,
Probably it was not worth throwing our laptop under the plan,
But it doesn’t matter and amazed at the next wound ...
This is all the way, the typical spring to unveil her,
I will give all the feelings with analgin and a ruff,
I will be so leaning back to my brothers,
But I have no where to go, I have nowhere to hide here,
The arrow of the Amur flies everything, it pierces my lower back,
I remember her buttock, I remember our trinity,
I, she and our love, I want to experience those feelings again,
Blood rushes to me ... and I will probably expire to her soon,
And soon I will leave this, lousy city!
But there is salvation, port with a cherished number seven,
A glass, a bottle, another bottle ...
I am restored until I am sober. Until it is sober - cheerful and nerd.
And so every spring, I drink, suffer, drink again.