Такси [Taksi] [English translation]

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That third glass was unnecessary, definitely.

But it's better than infinitely checking my mail.

Even if I do miss you.

I'll be very pleased to see your handwriting.

You waited for me until the morning, I didn't come.

And I turned everything around in my favor.

I'd jump with you from a skyscraper or a bridge.

However I'm lying, I wouldn't be able to.

We never slept during the night.

We always talked about nothing.

And every day our dances, eye to eye.

Made us very hot.

But maybe this is all a mistake, our romance?

And these songs about me, are not about me.

I won't tell anyone how you called me.

And you shouldn't tell anyone, how I called you.

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A taxi there and back.

I know what will happen tomorrow.

But for now don't stay at the doorstep, I don't want to kiss in front of it.

In one night the entire salary, but in our heads only curse words.

Today you offered to become yours forever, but how?

Unclear...

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Yesterday was unnecessary, definitely.

I didn't want to see you anymore.

I didn't want to see you in that state.

But you decided you can do anything.

You get me in french, I get you in english.

I leave in order not to hurt you, but I'll remain close.

I'll save all of our drunk correspondence.

You know, they're the most honest.

You get me in pieces, I get you in silence.

Please call me, but only if it's very important.

If you don't sleep, and you see me everywhere.

Five days like this and all over again.

My neighbors get very angry when you're here.

It's either silent this time, either a fucking disaster.

You can do whatever you want with your body.

It doesn't matter if your soul is burnt.

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A taxi there and back.

I know what will happen tomorrow.

But for now don't stay at the doorstep, I don't want to kiss in front of it.

In one night the entire salary, but in our heads only curse words.

Today you offered to become yours forever, but how?

Unclear...

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But for now I am not ready to lose you.

And maybe I never will be ready.

Only from one thought, that I'm not yours.

I'm thrown to the side, over and over again.

To not come to you in your dreams - I'll be glad.

I don't want to be dreamt, I want to be close.

Those flowers you gave me have not wilted yet.

If our romance is a game, we lost.