Волапюк [Volapük] [English translation]

I planned to visit you like a Southern resort but got bogged down

Let's keep quiet since my language is Volapük, newspeak

Interpreters won't be able to explain my phrases

Cupids aren't shortsighted, it's just Demiurg is an asshole

You know me like a palm of your hand

Loops, letters, words, and my personal hell

That is stained and covered in poisonous bubble gum

That has the aftertaste of a forgotten stash under skirtings

Somewhere snow is eating out shoe soles

Don't pity yourself, everyone has shitty days

Come on, louder songs, laughter, we're being loud on purpose

We're walking, but not moving anywhere - a treadmill

You keep talking about my dirt and nastiness

Like I'm gonna get stuck here again and yield soon

You're either ready to curse me or sad again

This time everything fits, I'm not a new Procrustes

I'm one of those who blinked and missed everything

I'd like to use a mouse to select the sky and paint the gaps between cables

So that clothes get wet, and we get tortured, where were we missing,

But we're those, who've wasted everything laughing

When everything is done, when suddenly mocking is done

And when a coffee, a doughnut, and a bill are brought

We'll remember it, there's nothing to fake

Come to our death anniversary