Не Жалея [Ne Zhaleya] [English translation]

There's a fucking mess

In my head of bad weather

Get a hold of yourself, you asshole

Get out of the riff-raff's lair

Your thoughts are like boomerang

Shut up, you fuckup

Sometimes I feel fresh and cheerful

Sometimes I feel like I'm beyond hopeless

I'm a sick dude looking for an antidote.

I feel like I'll die soon enough, but someone puts me at ease

Don't let Bob, Hajime down, get to work

You'll gift these notes for the sake of love, for the sake of someone

I don't need anything

I let myself be read

I'm all broken, I'm all broken

I'm all broken, I'm all broken

A barrier is not a barrier

I beg of you, believe me

I'm all broken, I'm all broken

I'm all broken, I'm all broken

We're the tribe who's gonna sing around the campfire

We will be smoldering like bright sparks

This world will turn the dream of the poor devils upside down again

Without any regret

The tribe who's gonna sing around the campfire

We will be smoldering like bright sparks

This world will turn the dream of the poor devils upside down again

Without any regret

Without any regret

Without any regret

Without any regret

I believe that

I will leave my mark on the world

I won't just throw words

I know that Andy will descend,

Will descend at the moment.

Will descend according to this myth, believe me

You may leave it unanswered, but it's stupid to

Unleash a demon like that

Blame yourself for your shitty doing

Let's get moving all equally

I'm clearing up thousands of problems,

But I stewed in my own juice, came up with captivity

We're the tribe who's going to sing around the campfire

We will be smoldering like bright sparks

We're gonna whip and dance till morning

Without any regret

The tribe who's going to sing around the campfire

We will be smoldering like bright sparks

We're gonna whip and dance till morning

Without any regret

Without any regret

Without any regret

Without any regret

Without any regret

Without any regret

Without any regret

Without any regret

We're the tribe who's going to sing around the campfire

This world will turn the dream of the poor devils upside down again

We're the tribe who's going to sing around the campfire

This world will turn the dream of the poor devils upside down again