Скриптонит (Scriptonite) - Москва любит... (Moskva lyubit...) (English Translation)
[The translation of the song "Moskva lyubit..."]
[Intro]
Wet asphalt, gray face
You'll find everything you need
Love or treasure in the depths of the woods
Only the lipstick was worn off
Ceiling — starfall, fingers on the temple
The eyes are gathered together
Tomorrow again wet asphalt, gray face
There are only clouds above you
[Refrain]
You can't find the sun in the daytime
Now only the bottom — your flat and bed (after all, your life is...)
[Pre-Verse]
After all, your life is not a notebooks but only a general notebook
(There's so much everything here) everything your mother can't hear
Moms love fairy tales, girls love to fly
They suck off like getting a medal for it
[Verse]
After all, Moscow loves ecstasy, coeds and fantasy
You're a missing person in an imaginary business
«CoCo» O.T. Genasis, spill it all Hennessy
Your concept of conscience was on the tip of my penis
Spill the money if you know where the bags are
I ate their level for breakfast, and your destiny is fucking seeds
Chicks are not girls, lads are not boys
Bags are not shirts, snouts deceptive
Snouts deceptive, I don't believe anyone
Pavlo in your mouth, Pavlo-Pavlo in your mouth
It is useless to plow for food when the appetite is growing
When the flask only whistles, not blows their heads off
I don't care how many whores were here with them
If half immature, half drunk
Moroccan train, two slaves without bikinis
Heart hidden in the safe, volume in the middle
The fresh ones were above them, the ones with experience on the ice
Two of the five lines didn't end in Rome
No pride, no hope, no chance
There's nothing in this hole but dancing, mmm
Yes, because Moscow loves the poor and loves to make them poorer
Believe in miracles? Mmm, it's a fucking bad idea
Selling cush isn't new idea for you
You would have sold your ass, but you didn't find the keys
Flakka washed all your calcium, you came to the tooth fairy
A beautiful smile bent fingers, in the district can not find a newer moron, periphery
All your V I P — periphery
Here "Salam alaikum!", there "Ave Maria!"
Salamalaikum for you without anaesthetic, every fucker thought he was the Messiah
Every fucker knew he was younger, thought he was faster and smarter with it
Not every ghoul can be seen by the face, and, you know, it looks like
Are you serious about keeping your pennies in the Bank?
In my jar "AK", "bubble gum", "lemon", "amnesia"
I saw Moscow was taking away, I heard: "Moscow is not Russia"
[Refrain]
You can't find the sun in the daytime
Now only the bottom — your flat and bed
You can't find the sun in the daytime
Now only the bottom — your flat and bed
[Intro]
Wet asphalt, gray face
You'll find everything you need
Love or treasure in the depths of the woods
Only the lipstick was worn off
Ceiling — starfall, fingers on the temple
The eyes are gathered together
Tomorrow again wet asphalt, gray face
There are only clouds above you
[Refrain]
You can't find the sun in the daytime
Now only the bottom — your flat and bed (after all, your life is...)
[Pre-Verse]
After all, your life is not a notebooks but only a general notebook
(There's so much everything here) everything your mother can't hear
Moms love fairy tales, girls love to fly
They suck off like getting a medal for it
[Verse]
After all, Moscow loves ecstasy, coeds and fantasy
You're a missing person in an imaginary business
«CoCo» O.T. Genasis, spill it all Hennessy
Your concept of conscience was on the tip of my penis
Spill the money if you know where the bags are
I ate their level for breakfast, and your destiny is fucking seeds
Chicks are not girls, lads are not boys
Bags are not shirts, snouts deceptive
Snouts deceptive, I don't believe anyone
Pavlo in your mouth, Pavlo-Pavlo in your mouth
It is useless to plow for food when the appetite is growing
When the flask only whistles, not blows their heads off
I don't care how many whores were here with them
If half immature, half drunk
Moroccan train, two slaves without bikinis
Heart hidden in the safe, volume in the middle
The fresh ones were above them, the ones with experience on the ice
Two of the five lines didn't end in Rome
No pride, no hope, no chance
There's nothing in this hole but dancing, mmm
Yes, because Moscow loves the poor and loves to make them poorer
Believe in miracles? Mmm, it's a fucking bad idea
Selling cush isn't new idea for you
You would have sold your ass, but you didn't find the keys
Flakka washed all your calcium, you came to the tooth fairy
A beautiful smile bent fingers, in the district can not find a newer moron, periphery
All your V I P — periphery
Here "Salam alaikum!", there "Ave Maria!"
Salamalaikum for you without anaesthetic, every fucker thought he was the Messiah
Every fucker knew he was younger, thought he was faster and smarter with it
Not every ghoul can be seen by the face, and, you know, it looks like
Are you serious about keeping your pennies in the Bank?
In my jar "AK", "bubble gum", "lemon", "amnesia"
I saw Moscow was taking away, I heard: "Moscow is not Russia"
[Refrain]
You can't find the sun in the daytime
Now only the bottom — your flat and bed
You can't find the sun in the daytime
Now only the bottom — your flat and bed