Cursed Zhituha, I don't understand fucking
I will need the anthrax, Impul, smoke
From many sources I run to one
I'm used to Mon Ami, Mon Amour without you
We are moving towards success like
Cars, money, everything that is in fashion.
New day without fuss
I meet according to the weather
I dream everything
To the disappearing freedom,
But my soul is fire
Burning at the end
Cursed Zhituha, I don't understand fucking
I will need the anthrax, Impul, smoke
From many sources I run to one
I'm used to Mon Ami, Mon Amour without you
Cursed Zhituha, I don't understand fucking
I will need the anthrax, Impul, smoke
From many sources I run to one
I'm used to Mon Ami, Mon Amour without you
I'm simple, but not simple
My heart beats like that
We are not eternal - this is a fact
In our life, everything is trifle.
I urge you to close up
Our destinies are threads.
I will not be silent
If necessary, you are silent
Cursed Zhituha, I don't understand fucking
I will need the anthrax, Impul, smoke
From many sources I run to one
I'm used to Mon Ami, Mon Amour without you
Cursed Zhituha, I don't understand fucking
I will need the anthrax, Impul, smoke
From many sources I run to one
I'm used to Mon Ami, Mon Amour without you
