Продюсер [Prodyuser] [English translation]

This story is fictional...

and has nothing to do with reality

It doesn't have...

Solo.

We had not dreamed

Of being with him

Maybe...

It was strange...

It was an open space

With the planets on parade

The main thing was,

I had a beautiful voice

and he didn't...

He taught me, and he doesn't know how,

Somehow he's the smartest of all,

He thinks that I live wrong, I sing wrong...

But he was a producer, and I was his muse,

It was all the same,

and what didn't work out

Was forgotten, forgiven

I would never have another...

We had not dreamed

Of being with him

Maybe...

It was a fairytale,

that one day came true,

Quite the usual.

It was sweet,

I spread my wings,

and he stayed put.

He taught me, and he doesn't know how,

He'll regret it someday,

I'll leave him and end this love...

But he was a producer, and I was his muse,

It was all the same,

and what didn't work out

Was forgotten, forgiven

I would never have another...

But he was a producer, and I was his muse,

It was all the same,

and what didn't work out

Was forgotten, forgiven

I would never have another...

Nа nа nа na na

Nа nа nа na na

Nа nа nа na na nа na na

Nа nа nа na na

Nа nа nа na na

Nа nа nа na na nа na na

But he was a producer, and I was his muse,

It was all the same,

and what didn't work out

Was forgotten, forgiven

I would never have another...