Mon ami [English translation]

Mon Ami, just look me in the eyes

I've been wanting to tell you this for a long time

Mon Ami, just look me in the eyes

I'm walking as if I'm in a dream

Mon Ami, just look me in the eyes

I've been wanting to tell you this for a long time

Mon Ami, just look me in the eyes

You don't know anything, you don't know anything about me.

I start acting оffbeat, when you look like this.

I remember this exact look as if it were a freeze frame.

Questions in the eyes have frozen up, a cigarette is trembling in the hands.

I know it's not easy with me.

Well, let's talk seriously before it's too late.

I know the bucket is full.

I know it might be my fault.

But besides us, there are many more things in this world,

those that turn us like zombies.

You said our relationship is worthless.

You said it's over between us.

You said I ruined your life.

But I really need to talk to you.

Forgive me for this harsh syllable.

I found it. That's how this nasty flow is, a lot of words.

Everything could have been different.

Аll in all, fuck this criminal life.

But I won't kick at it

just if you can, then please forgive me.

And don't try to understand what I found in this music.

I do not know myself, what I began to write.

Don't think about it - I don't feel sorry for myself.

I don't like tears - I'm already 30 years old

I'm sorry, as long as I can remember

I seemed to be writing about you for just a couple of rubles for bread.

And what kind of superstar am I?

It just happened that I became famous.

it's as if the superstar knelt down on his knees,

I’m tired of you not knowing a damn thing about me.

When you cry, I suddenly realize that we didn't come up with this game,

my friend, but I’m going round and round.

And sometimes anger takes me apart.

The stars are already dazzling in my eyes.

And to hell with these fan roses.

And none of your roses are worth your tears. Give it up.

And this fucked up entertainment industry.

Someday I'll tell it: "Rest in peace"

Not topless at all, all rude. With top models, miss world

which you learned about from the magazine "Life".

People can be monsters

and your words can be sharp.

But there's no one in this small world,

except you and me on a deserted island.

If you want, I will quit the game

Do you really think I need fame?

I'm ready to become a no-name again.

Sometimes I want to send everything to some bay.

We'll sell millions of discs, Mon Ami.

The mass media is making icons of us.

Only we are sometimes behind the screens

Sometimes we're complete clowns.

And what will happen now, Mon Ami?

You were with me in sleepless nights,

with phone calls

with Semi-lined wagons

Now we are both out of the zone.

I'm walking as if I'm in a dream.

Is there anyone who can explain to me

why am I at a broken trough.

You're leaving, but, Mon Ami,

you don't know anything about me.

• Artist:Seryoga