К.У.К.Л.А. [K.U.K.L.A.] [English translation]

A girl cries in her notebook: strange dacha, friends, girlfriend, retake tomorrow...

She was silently crying on twitter, double Bifitere*.

Incorrect equations, verbs - all incorrect.

Incorrect letters he's sent

Why so inappropriately reminded about yourself? All incorrect, all not in time.

All, that was known, she could - left in childhood.

Now to comb my hair, now to get dressed or undressed?

No, undress so quickly,

Then suddenly not understanding why not?

And if without failure, all at once?

Whether it will be on a wave of ecstasy.

What ecstasy, you get sucked in, stupid!

What do you say to mother, would be father, and gone enough.

And friends, how much does he call friendship!

Everyone locks, everyone bans.

Everyone ignores, everyone on hard limited!

Real friends, friends, forgive.

Chorus:

And who loves these thoughts? You don't know about her, until you're small.

You don't know, why it's so necessary, and suddenly tomorrow is mountains or war?

Why is it so hard to breathe, why does this tear your soul?

Like arrows poison thoughts - your unsent letter.

And who loves these thoughts? You don't know about her, until you're small.

You don't know, why it's so necessary, and suddenly tomorrow is mountains or war?

Why is it so hard to breathe, why does this tear your soul?

Poisoned thoughts - unsent letters

Home, balcony, prospect, below MacDonald's.

Until his real weightlessness.

Three seconds - and you return.

What else - bus, train?

Pressure on the conscience, pressure on pity,

What's left - all mixed up!

First it happened, then it's broken.

So little - with him meet old age

This nighttime flight, this beautiful view,

Maybe, earn his retweet.

Go with autopilot on manual mode.

If only the help of gin would come!

Fingers fold the letter.

You're simply a doll, you're only a doll!

Your message this morning is the first, the earliest

Beware of your desires!

Chorus:

And who loves these thoughts? You don't know about her, until you're small.

You don't know, why it's so necessary, and suddenly tomorrow you'll be alone again?

Why is it so hard to breathe? Why does it tear your soul?

Like arrows poisoned thoughts, your unsent letter!

And who loves these thoughts? You don't know about her, until you're small!

You don't know, why it's so necessary, and tomorrow is mountains or war?

Why is it so hard to breathe? Why does it tear your soul?

Like arrows poisoned thoughts, your unsent letter!

Gin, gin, gin - where's the gin?

Gin, gin, gin - where's the gin?

Unsent letter...

• Artist:Diskoteka Avariya