Поболело и прошло [Pobolelo i proshlo] [English translation]

To hell with all of 'em.

Was hurt now it’s gone

Who will tell me about love

which hides warmth

Where there’s resentment and where there’s pain

It’ll all go away

Like sprinkling salt on my wound

Because you shot me

To hell with all of 'em.

Was hurt now it’s gone

Who will tell me about love

which hides warmth

Where there’s resentment and where there’s pain

It’ll all go away

Like sprinkling salt on my wound

Because you shot me

I walk the streets alone

Screw the quarantine

i was sick with you

You shot my rear and found a hundred reasons

In order not to be together

It’s like you feel cramped

Oh it's hard to be alone

not sure, and I can't find a place for myself, yep, yep.

Yeah, yeah, yeah stop lying to me

I was like Hachiko well, you need a reason to leave

Well now the door is closed

Now look for a way out

I don't want to understand you

Friends said it was about to.

I said "screw it"!

The pain will pass, the wound will heal

Hey, you'll see it will pass

To hell with all of 'em.

Was hurt now it’s gone

Who will tell me about love

which hides warmth

Where there’s resentment and where there’s pain

It’ll all go away

Like sprinkling salt on my wound

Because you shot me

You shot me

You shot me

You shot me

You shot me

You shot me

You shot me

You shot me

You shot me, shot me