Пьяный Романтик [Pʹyanyy Romantik] [English translation]

My drunk romantic in a smoky hut

Plays the guitar, confessing his love to me

My drunk romantic, he does not give a damn

He's οn the machine, and he's incorrigible

My drunk romantic in a smoky hut

In the morning the guitar is untuned

My drunk romantic, that won't work anymore

Let's just all go home

Empty bottles, dirty glasses

Stranger's occiputs, our native stations

Typical tramp, a proper bastard

All of his lies are for our benefit, all of his life's rock-n-roll

Every feeling in an accord, we'll play big

Though who needs prideful ones when there are accessible ones

He likes dumbasses, I'm too smart

He doesn't a fuck about me, he's just a boy, after all

He's drunk and sleepy, says something about the space

My life flashes in the background, as if it was an unidentified object

And his recent song's about her too

But I don't wanna know what underwear she was wearing back then

He gets everything he wants in the blink of an eye

But my name is handwritten, because I'm not them

My status quo is 'just an acquaintance', that's for the best

Because he'll only remember me if he doesn't get me

My drunk romantic in a smoky hut

Plays the guitar, confessing his love to me

My drunk romantic, he does not give a damn

He's οn the machine, and he's incorrigible

My drunk romantic in a smoky hut

In the morning the guitar is untuned

My drunk romantic, that won't work anymore

Let's just all go home

With a taut string listening to his whining about his ex

Realising that either way we'd not work out

Feeling his indifference between my ribs

For me he is special, while for him I'm ordinary

Smile to the beat, be a good actress

And cry in the backstage right after the play

Amuse his ego with sad eyes

Be a replaceable piece of a huge lego

My drunk romantic in a smoky hut

Plays the guitar, confessing his love to me

My drunk romantic, he does not give a damn

He's οn the machine, and he's incorrigible

My drunk romantic in a smoky hut

In the morning the guitar is untuned

My drunk romantic, that won't work anymore

Let's just all go home