Раз, два, три, ... , Шесть [Ссора] [Raz, dva, tri, ... , Shest' [Ssora]] [English translation]

[Stanza 1]

One more fight, and I can't take it anymore

You're beating all the records, his mother, Guinness1

Stop-stop, that's enough

Just love, just love, by the way

Nerves-nerves, fuck... my nerves are ripping apart, like a string

There's only war between us, and the end is inevitable

These nerves-nerves... these nerves are like an electric current

Hundreds of tortured lines slaughter me gently

Another battle, another fight

Again, you're blowing up Pandora's box

Stop-stop, that's enough

Just love...

[Pre-Chorus]

It hurts, it was a shot

Right through the heart, past the armor

It wounds the meaning

Of his texts between us

[Chorus]

These wounds-wounds, wounds-wounds from her

It hurts-hurts, hurts-hurts badly, but...

These wounds-wounds, wounds-wounds from her

It hurts...

[Stanza 2]

There are cockroaches in your head

In mine, only Ibiza

Press dearly the emergency brake

And just drop us off

Don't look me in the eye, sorry

An Honore de Balzac story

I'm right, aren't I?

What are all these plays for?

She told me: "Don't you want to fly away with me?"

We tried, one, two, three, ..., six

She told me: "The weather at home: there's a cyclone there"

You're my personal Armageddon

1. referring to the Guinness Book of World Records