Рваные Джинсы [Rvanyye Dzhinsy] [English translation]

[Chorus]

Baby, you like ripped jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh, very torn jeans

Baby, you like ripped jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh, very torn jeans

[Verse 1]

Babe, your eyes, your dreadlocks

The people around us are just skaters

I want you even dressed

Being such-such-as we are-is forbidden

In your loft, you-you-you-you in my sweater

Photos-pictures-photos-photos-photos if we're at a party

Favorite sneakers trample with you together

We are munching a mint shoe for one of my songs

[Chorus]

Baby, you like ripped jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh, very torn jeans

Baby, you like ripped jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh, very torn jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh!

oh-oh-oh-oh, very torn jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh!

[Verse 2]

A girl is a chupa-chups, a re-gasification of the senses

I'm sticking out on you, because I want it

And you too (too, too)

Gooseflesh on skin (skin, skin)

Glass eyes

In a glass of soda with berry syrup

We have an overdose, do not call the cops

In a glass of soda with berry syrup

We have an overdose, do not call the cops

[Chorus]

Baby, you like ripped jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh, very torn jeans

Baby, you like ripped jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh, very torn jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh!

oh-oh-oh-oh, very torn jeans

oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh!