Не жаль [Ne zhalʹ] [English translation]

[Bridge: 104]

I thought a lot - I had a headache

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't find the words

In this twisted trouble and grass

Ashes of burnt kilometers, ashes of burnt kilowatts

So carelessly stains my clothes

Before you want to be in touch again

I'll find another hour for dirt

But celebrating all the time, I forgot about the holiday

[Bridge: 104]

You are not sorry

You are not sorry

You are not sorry

You are not sorry

But I am with a smile on a friendly

I have everything in chocolate

(Losers go from hand to hand

Only losers whistle)

I have everything in chocolate

[Verse 2: Scryptonite]

Many thoughts - I turned them on the bolt

A lot in business, but even more in everyday life

I thought a lot, you wanted to be dumb

I keep quiet a lot, but you were sure - a chatterbox

We jumped into the huts like on a rubber trampoline

Hoping to sell that they won't even be stolen

It was not a pity there already, if dressed, shod

That I'm not sorry now, then for sure you are taboo

Give the gig

[Bridge: 104]

I thought a lot - I had a headache

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't find the words

In this twisted trouble and grass

Ashes of burnt kilometers, ashes of burnt kilowatts

So carelessly stains my clothes

Before you want to be in touch again

I'll find another hour for dirt

But celebrating all the time, I forgot about the holiday

[Verse 2: Miyagi]

Re-bring to that fool not easy for you

You instantly warmed up who's dear

Either break and be indignant, the clouds are hanging over me

Girls lips and that dirty wild smoky Hollywood

There the ganja caravel sang dari dari day

I died on the beach surrounded by friends

They warmed me with laughter, unwillingly did not want to

Close your eyes, this is the party of kings

There the ganja caravel sang dari dari day

I died on the beach surrounded by friends

They warmed me with laughter, unwillingly did not want to

Close your eyes, this is the party of kings

[Bridge: 104]

I thought a lot - I had a headache

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't find the words

In this twisted trouble and grass

Ashes of burnt kilometers, ashes of burnt kilowatts

So carelessly stains my clothes

Before you want to be in touch again

I'll find another hour for dirt

But celebrating all the time, I forgot about the holiday

You are not sorry