2024.05.15.
Nikolija - dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
English
Streets
Tea, NikiThe streets, the city streets where is cold
Like the Jack I drink because of you
The streets, the city streets where
Every saving is being hidden like an emotion
And the law sleeps when the city is empty
And I dream of you, it's my punishment
While my prison is my crazy head
(grrr, get lost, ay, ah)
You'll stay my maniac forever
My craziest boy, handsome and young and strong
You'll stay an irreparable mistake
Forever, forever unattainable desire
And those young delinquents, they are your friends
Armored Bentley, the state in a state
The same old vent, I waste this heart
Mom, like I have a spare one, a spare one
And those young delinquents, who are you with-it is not asked
Armored Bentley, the gun under the seat
Fake documents, I waste this heart
Mom, like I have a spare one, a spare one
And even if the love was being hidden and if the tear was being shed
Moët, roses and skis, it would not be in vain
And if everyone in a club was fighting and if the cannons were shooting
I would like to be where you are, cuz only with you I would feel good
And the law sleeps when the city is empty
And I dream of you, it's my punishment
While my prison is my crazy head
(grrr, get lost, ay, ah)
And those young delinquents, they are your friends
Armored Bentley, the state in a state
The same old vent, I waste this heart
Mom, like I have a spare one, a spare one
And those young delinquents, who are you with-it is not asked
Armored Bentley, the gun under the seat
Fake documents, I waste this heart
Mom, like I have a spare one, a spare one
Sit, shh, down, grr
One-zero, one-zero
Sit, shh, down, grr
One-zero, one zero
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