Mon Ami [English translation]

Remember how I crawled on knees,

Even without saying it aloud.

Remember, remember that darkness in wilds.

And now darkness is the best friend.

Remember how I crawled on knees.

Remember. Remember, even without saying it aloud,

Remember, remember that darkness in wilds.

And now darkness is the best friend.

I am going slowly, until the 54th a few kilometers.

Staying sober, unlikely.

Let into routine and just let it go.

There is nothing, but one hit of weed.

There is no one, but homies.

I see the past in that swill.

Call the second one he might bethink.

Even relatives said,

That bottom is my abode.

I don't need to cover them, no way to forget them.

No way. And if businesses are on zero,

Surely enough on happiness and one liter.

I don't care I am dead here.

And I don't give a fuck, ain't ashamed.

I don't care I am dead here

And I don't give a fuck, ain't ashamed.

Around a lot of various muck,

Learn to distinguish pain from sufferings.

Cloud of smoke inside of your outlines.

I call it buzz, you call it a memory.

I wanted to be better truly, you know it.

The same as in 4th, exhaled the smoke.

And inhaled smell of hairs, I remember everything.

I remember, though it was long ago. Yes!

Do you see the scarlet sunset in the sky?

You see it? Huh?

Just stay for a moment, just a scream of soul.

I'm gonna close all doors and stay alone.

Goodbye, my friend! Forgot those days.

When dully wandered and were kids.

But now I know how to make it better.

Don't teach a scientist, stuff [for sure] is tough as fuck.

You know much more, tell me all-knowing.

It is not a passion, just an accident.

Remember how I crawled on knees,

Even without saying it aloud.

Remember, remember that darkness in wilds.

And now darkness is the best friend.

I was fucking high, but incredibly happy

And you know, crowds didn't even see sadness.

Wrote it all on the papers, rolling into joints.

And these weekdays were getting easier.

Raising hands for all my homies.

Raising up till the celling, there is not enough.

If you make sense, catch high-five man.

Ain't pierced by paling but weed brings hurt, little brother.

Even without saying it aloud,

Remember, remember that darkness in wilds.

And now darkness is the best friend.