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MORGENSHTERN - 12 (12) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


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12

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Get the fuck out of here, you fucking faggots!
So
Ay
 
V12 under the hood, Cartier after midnight
I already turned 18 long ago, this bitch just turned 18 (m-m)
The color is like a bee, bzzz, a familiar color — just like from the drain (m-m)
An arrow rushes for a hundred, arrows on expensive tights (m-m)
 
The skyscrapers are in smoke, smoke ice kush, but the eyes aren't smoky (m-m)
These carats are on me — now they cost twice as much (m-m)
A few emojis on your story, wow, you're making such an impact (m-m)
They'll send more big men to get slaughtered — the men never gave a fuck (Ay)
 
It feels like I fucked up a long time ago, I still get scared when I see cops (Ay)
Grey schemes, grey money — we arrange everything for drops
A fast life and fast cars — I'm of a noble breed
There's nothing more important than a breath — we're grateful to god
 
Red fish steak, my day starts with Queen's music (m-m)
My bed is king sized, but the queen's change quickly (switch)
I hope the last thing I hear is a gunshot
A quick death so I don't have to think about what I missed
 
Shopaholic bitches — I wear hoes like objects (m-m)
I've already seen everything in this life, it seems the dream was prophetic (m-m)
There's no trust, there's no love, all there is are moves and money (m-m)
The ruble is in the past, now there's only the dollar and euro (Ay)
 
A new bitch is nice, a new passport is even nicer
Private jet, Dubai, Spain, to make my brother happy (Ay)
Good thing he didn't grow up in Russia, he wasn't taught to be afraid
The little one is 12 today
(the little one is 12 today)
 
V12 under the hood, Cartier after midnight
I already turned 18 long ago, this bitch just turned 18 (m-m)
The color is like a bee, bzzz, a familiar color — just like from the drain (m-m)
An arrow rushes for a hundred, arrows on expensive tights (m-m)
 
The skyscrapers are in smoke, smoke ice kush, but the eyes aren't smoky (m-m)
These carats are on me — now they cost twice as much (m-m)
A few emojis on your story, wow, you're making such an impact (m-m)
They'll send more big men to get slaughtered — the men never gave a fuck (Ay)
 
Get the fuck out of here, you fucking faggots!
So
 
And may success be with us
But we'll forget everything we have when death comes
Forget about her, with cabbage
But I would be lying if I said that there's no happiness in money
 
Palagin on the beat
 
Son, well yes, over here, right here, it's morning and the roof was almost blown away
We thought about going somewhere else, but then we came back home
We're sitting here now, and we've prepared a bomb shelter for ourselves in the basement
So don't worry, dear
 


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2024.11.08.

Rubles worth nothing





(I want no K G B)
 

Look at them Russians, that’s not how you do it
They bomb their neighbors into smithereens
That ain’t workin’, that’s not how you do it
Rubles worth nothing and their press ain’t free
 

Now, that ain’t workin’. That’s not how you do it.
For someone smart, he is acting dumb.
If it’s true you want to make some renovations
Don’t bomb the place to Kingdom Come
 

Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
 

See the great Vladimir riding bareback for the papers
What a photo opportunity!
He won’t let his people see the cities he’s been bombing
They won’t hear that he wrecked their economy
 

Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
 

I should’a learned to work the Kremlin
I should’a learned to be Putin’s friend
Make myself a couple hundred million dollars
And hope he doesn’t shoot me in the end
 

And he’s gone nuts. What’s this? Ukraine invasion?
Destruction of their cities and their industry?
Oh, this ain’t workin’. That’s not how you do it.
Now your ruble’s worth nothing and their press ain’t free
 

Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
 

Now this ain’t workin’, not the way you do it
This killing ain’t a good strategy
This ain’t work-in’! This ain’t how you do it.
Seen as a failure by posterity!
 

Rubles worth nothin’
Press ain’t free
Rubles worth nothin’
Press ain’t free
Rubles worth nothin’ (I want no, I want no)
Press ain’t free (I want no K G B)
Rubles worth nothin’ (I want no, I want no)
Press ain’t free (I want no K G B)
 
2024.11.08.

Bodiam Sky





always remember the two of us dreaming a world
we can dream to the end
sun coming up in a bodiam sky
and a promise that we’ll never change
or forget how it is to be young and in love
at the edge and alive
holding each other together forever and promising
never to die
or forget how it feels to be sealed with a kiss
in this dream of a world
at the edge of it all
sun going down in a bodiam sky
and a promise that we’ll never fall
or forget how this world is now
promised at the edge
holding each other and dreaming to the end
how this world is found
in love at the edge
young and alive and forever in the sun
how this world is ours
promised at the edge
holding each other and dreaming
in the end
holding each other and dreaming
in the end
dreaming
together
forever
 
2024.11.07.

Where's my head going?





I've forgotten everything I once loved.
And I have nothing left to look forward to
I don't want anything, and I don't want to hear your voice
I've lost my strength
Sober thoughts, tired body
I'm so sleepy
A hard morning and a hundred tries to make sense of it all.
 

Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
I can't sleep again till morning
I've got a lot on my mind
Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
Where's my head going?
 


2024.11.07.

Art for 100 (skit)





All my hopes are in shreds
Hundreds of empty dreams
I want so much to believe it's not serious
I can run away from the sun
Or hide from the rain
But no matter how hard I try
I can't run away from myself