Лёша Маэстро
На биты translation of lyrics

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English translation of На биты by Лёша Маэстро
I borrowed this money, bought a bouquet
The biggest one in the kiosk, sold by some faggot.
Nausnice, shaved, got a hair cut
In a taxi for such a jump in traffic, defended the off-peak hours.
Didn't drink a shot of vodka and no drape,
To show that I'm a good dad.
Children toy, juice, candy, fruit
You roll to see if you
In short, wanted to apologize
I don't drink, I was treated at the hospital.
I understand that you're tired. I quit
Write songs like you say-fuck.
Fucked up with the boys like a pig,
As you say-there is nothing around. Just you and me.
Shaved my groin, shaved my armpits, by the way. ,
I was going to fondle you in bed.
Composed a verse about it. Crumpled and in the tank,
While I was waiting for you at home, I cleaned up the mess.
Cleaned the attic, made pasta,
And you at this time with him standing in Mak-Avto.
You guys saw, recruited. I jumped up,
She's not like that, fuck. He cured himself.
Already dark, rain head got wet
I'm shit. What he wanted, he got.
 
We have nothing more to share, but oddly enough
You keep whining, I keep laying on the bats
Take everything and burn,
Just chill.
Just hammer on all,
Be. Just being.
 
Poured bitter anguish, life is a bitch
You couldn't do that, but I can, Yes.
Call the boys. There's nothing between us.
You're nothing to me and don't spread your hands anymore.
You're not going to reproach the guy for lying on the couch anymore?
And less than one person in line for your bath.
Now I'm nobody to you and you're nobody to me either,
And let you week, bitch, this eats away at.
Shove excuses up your ass, I won't even ask
Who you ate fast food with, I'd rather smoke hash.
To drink vodka and go fuck the familiar differently,
Finishing the Gzhelka I screamed and then cried.
Is it pointless to breed, like,
I wonder, bitch, what's face blogia.
Opened eyes, morning. You're naked in bed,
Didn't start a fucking hangover.
 
We have nothing more to share, but oddly enough
You keep whining, I keep laying on the bats
Take everything and burn,
Just chill.
Just hammer on all,
Be. Just being.

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