Иду ко дну [Idu ko dnu] [English translation]

Baby, I think I'm sinking to the bottom

One more and I'll quit, but please, one more.

And it's been this way for days and nights

So much so that I think this merry-go-round will never stop.

The cradle won't rock anymore,

Somebody by the name not mine, is waking up next to you,

You make him coffee and kiss him on the lips,

My friends carry me drunk out of the club

Another dose is blowing my mind,

I need to get out of anesthesia

I need to get off the helicopter,

I felt I could achieve anything, but now I'm stuck. *1

I need to slow down, my dear

I can feel the bottom with my heels,

I'm hanging on by a strand of your hair *2

My drunken angel in a bra and one stocking.

(Chorus: 2x)

I'm not drinking, I'm celebrating

Every day that I miss you.

I'm not sad, I'm joking and celebrating

Every day that we are so different.

And I love the way you lie to me,

Because the truth cuts worse than a kitchen knife

And I, with my eyes wide shut,

Followed you like the blind follow guide dogs.

Where we made snowballs in the morning,

The dog is bringing me snow with the scent of your hands.

It's just that there isn't "Sweetheart" in my SIM card memory anymore,

You've become the center of my universe. *3

And there isn't a single tear, it doesn't hurt

Boys don't cry - I think Pol'na sang that.

I'm caught in my own trap,

Forever young, forever drunk, sing to us. *4

And how many periods should be put,

The finger's on the trigger, and it's about to slip.

And I'm trying to get off for the umpteenth time

As though in football I'm passing the ball.

(Chorus: 2x)

I'm not drinking, I'm celebrating

Every day that I miss you.

I'm not sad, I'm joking and celebrating

Every day that we are so different.

Baby, I think I'm sinking to the bottom

One more and I'll quit, but please, one more.

And it's been this way for days and nights

So much so that I think this merry-go-round will never stop.

The cradle won't rock anymore,

And my summer of verses is constantly ending.

And autumn comes,

And I, like a bird without wings, slam into the ground.

And good luck! *5

If I'm such a macho, I'll find myself a bitch. *6

Together we'll gnaw the bones of broken wings,

Responsible for those we tamed. *7

The millimeters between us that used to exist,

Now have stretched into miles.

Winds are blowing, people spread rumors,

Each person has his own drug. Mine is the music studio.*8

(Chorus: 2x)

I'm not drinking, I'm celebrating

Every day that I miss you.

I'm not sad, I'm joking and celebrating

Every day that we are so different.

• Artist:ST
• Album:ST 25