Девочка Пиздец [Devochka Pizdets] [English translation]

Nobody loves me, loves me, loves me

Nobody loves me, loves me, loves me

Nobody lost me, lost me, lost me

Nobody lost me, lost me, lost me

This is a tale for grownups

The morning after an idle pandemonium1

Incandescent space is like a toaster,

And in it, condensed air became viscous

I had a feeling of a quest

And you went in that expanse like in butter

But don't think that I've been waiting for you since the childhood

But honestly, I've been, fuck it, hi

I am a child of a concrete box

With a lift, where you must reach out for the button

But you are confidently moon walking on my solar plexus

And you are as if absolutely not from a staircase2

Not because of foreign3 clothes4

But because such creatures are rare here

Well, I say 'rare', they wouldn't take a single step here

Every fucking day

In this ziggurat of shed tears

A babylon tower5 of dead ideas

From which there is only a sequence of black strips

In a coliseum of unrealized dreams

In a club of lonely hearts

How much I'd grown tired of waiting for you but I've just found, my girl – oh fuck6

You're taking it completely seriously

And you are from the ones who are deadly deangerous

In the heart, you will leave more furrows than of smallpox,

Consequences worse than of asthma

I had a feeling of a test

You came, and all the universe went out

'Cause I didn't know that I would finally find you,

I'm sinking in this abyss, fuck it, hi

You are a child of the cold front

With a stone where it is usually an organ with aorta

And I again can't understand

Why am I for you in the laboratory being by the rights of pasture feed7

And why the pain of the experiment

I don't even have the will not to be obedient

I don't understand why I would be so concretely high

But I am concretely high and it seems that for long

Every fucking day

In this ziggurat of shed tears

A babylon tower5 of dead ideas

From which there is only a sequence of black strips

Despite I've only known you for a couple of hours

I've got the feeling that you are my cross8

However, I know you will once go,

My girl – oh fuck6

1. Consists of two Russian stems ("свист") "whistle" and ("пляска") "dance, hop". Sung with contempt.2. Either "not from the same appartment block" or "not from apartment blocks" altogether3. Literally, "from another city"4. Colloquial form5. a. b. Tower of Babel6. a. b. The word "пиздец" here is rather similar to English expression of discontent "Oh Fuck". It can characterize the girl, or the protagonist just expresses his discontent to her.7. Humiliating for the protagonist8. The protagonist feels the girl as his rescue and consolation

• Artist:Oxxxymiron
• Album:Горгород (2015)