Поводок [Povodok] [English translation]

I click on your profile for the hundredth time,

This melody doesn't really suit a romantic song

Just like I don't suit you, I'm one of those

Who will live in emptiness to the end of his days.

No, there will be nothing, nothing at all between us,

You're now surrounded by completely different people,

I'm surrounded by sound-proof walls,

A microphone, a piece of paper, a text and no ventilation.

And I'm trying to stop checking your photos

Since I know them word for word already

In this one, you're in a house club, completely drunk,

And a slimy asshole has his hands on you.

It's probably out of boredom, but that's not the point,

And I have no idea what I'm writing this verse for,

It's high time I get you out of my head,

Conclusion: Heaven made you but not for me.

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I will be exactly that, your loyal dog,

I'll wag my tail and sleep at your feet.

I'll be exactly that, your loyal dog,

'Cause you're the only one who doesn't put a leash on me.

I wasn't really heading home for this,

But I didn't even notice how I signed on online.

I looked for you in your friends' photo albums,

I don't know why, but I really need it now.

My French honey, I think

I've really gone insane if I'm writing these words.

I gotta go, since today we have heat tonight (1)

But I can't until I finish the song.

I forgot you, forgot your eyes,

But as soon as I get a glimpse of you - I'm done for.

Yeah, and maybe I became 100 out of a 100, and now I'm all that

But you knocked me off my feet like a simple boy

And I probably love you,

But this isn't healthy, the ambulace, where's 02! (2)

You're my sickness, but you're not mine

Too bad you won't understand that this song is about you.

Chorus