Кольщик [Kolshchik] [English translation]

First Verse

We were living at my place.

He didn't pull his share on bills or food.

Well, in short, he hasn't got a clue

And always in a shitty mood.

Chorus:

Do me a tattoo, do me a tattoo on my brows.

Tattoo artist, do me a tattoo on my brows

In memory of a great love,

So that my gaze became more dour.

Do me a tattoo!!! Do me a tattoo!!!

Second Verse:

He was blabbing and had strange views.

And always poking in the kitchen, twit.

He was mixing vodka with the juice.

And loved Real Madrid.

Chorus:

Third Verse:

The bass is playing,

Playing solo,

Later we'll sing as soon as she tattooed her brows.

Give us a fight, yeah , finish talking, yeah

Tell us your story

Beautiful Florida.

Fourth Verse:

And than he rushed to be free.

On the way he jumped off.

A daughter Olya he left for me.

And under the door mat the key.

Chorus: X2