Розовые Очки [Rozovye Ochki] [English translation]

Rose-colored glasses

Tears drip onto the phone

She loved him so, but he

Melted away like a cloud in a hazy sky

Trusted so early

Wounds, wounds, wounds in the heart, lacerations

Why is he acting so strange?

And suddenly, she realized something

Tomorrow will never be like yesterday

The rose-colored glasses have broken inwards

The girl who loves too much is so easy to deceive

She’s a grown-up girl, with a bag and red lipstick

She doesn’t need this love anymore

The rose-colored glasses have broken inwards

The girl who loves too much is so easy to deceive

She’s a grown-up girl, with a bag and red lipstick

She doesn’t need this love anymore

Speeding through the city, music blasting

This is how it happens: love has no conscience

The stars in her once-naive eyes are gone

He wouldn’t recognize her now

Red lipstick, black glasses

There are other girls around

And so he’ll never talk to his first-ever girl

You taught her to be a bitch

The rose-colored glasses have broken inwards

The girl who loves too much is so easy to deceive

She’s a grown-up girl, with a bag and red lipstick

She doesn’t need this love anymore

Doesn’t need, doesn’t need, doesn’t need

The rose-colored glasses have broken inwards

The girl who loves too much is so easy to deceive

She’s a grown-up girl, with a bag and red lipstick

She doesn’t need this love anymore

Rose-colored glasses

• Artist:Olga Buzova