Lyrics and translation NLO - Огоньки

Огоньки

А-а (a)
O-e-a, о-e-a
Ты прижимаешься так к коже моей нежно
Нет места между нами на полу одежда
Ты одинока и тебе не нужны деньги
Я одинокий, даже когда ты так держишь
Я замерзаю, ты согреешь на момент, но
Нас заметает и уже не интересно
А ты так таешь, я виновен в этом честно
Я просто убегаю, прячусь в твою нежность
Люди пролетают мимо, будто пепла огоньки
Любишь когда всё на стиле, утром просто уходи
Будешь меня ненавидеть, да хоть просто застрели
Пуля бьёт не так уж сильно, пуля не бьёт изнутри
Люди пролетают мимо, будто пепла огоньки
Любишь когда всё на стиле, утром просто уходи
Будешь меня ненавидеть, да хоть просто застрели
Пуля бьёт не так уж сильно, пуля не бьёт изнутри
O-o-o-o, o
O, oгоньки
O-o-o-o, o
O, oгоньки
Я прижимаю ее ближе, хотя мне известно
Что мои чувства для нее всего лишь лестны
Я час померзну, ожидая ее у подъезда
Но голос в трубке говорит, не абонент что...
Ей невдомёк, что для меня все это стресс лишь
А поцелуй вместо тепла уносит в бездну
Я убегу к другой, на время станет легче
Но сделаю ей больно за ее беспечность...
Люди пролетают мимо, будто пепла огоньки
Любишь когда всё на стиле, утром просто уходи
Будешь меня ненавидеть, да хоть просто застрели
Пуля бьёт не так уж сильно, пуля не бьёт изнутри
Люди пролетают мимо, будто пепла огоньки
Любишь когда всё на стиле, утром просто уходи
Будешь меня ненавидеть, да хоть просто застрели
Пуля бьёт не так уж сильно, пуля не бьёт изнутри
Люди пролетают мимо, будто пепла огоньки
Любишь когда всё на стиле, утром просто уходи
Будешь меня ненавидеть, да хоть просто застрели
Пуля бьёт не так уж сильнo...

Little Sparks

O-e-a, o-е-aYou press yourself against my skin so tenderly,There's no space between us on the floor, our clothes discarded.You're lonely, and you don't need money.I'm lonely, even while you hold me so close.I'm freezing, for a moment you warm me up, but...We're drowning in snow, and it's already boring.And you melt away so quickly, and I'm honestly to blame.I just run away, hiding in your tenderness.People are flying by like sparks of ashes.You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.A bullet doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt from the inside.People are flying by like sparks of ashes.You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.A bullet doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt from the inside.O-o-o-o, oO, little sparksO-o-o-o, oO, little sparksI hold her closer, even though I know,That for her, my feelings are just flattering.I freeze for an hour, waiting for her outside her building.But the voice in the receiver says she's not available...She doesn't realize how stressful all this is for meAnd her kiss instead of warmth carries me into the abyss.I'll run away to someone else, it will be easier for a while,But I will hurt her for her carelessness...People are flying by like sparks of ashes.You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.A bullet doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt from the inside.People are flying by like sparks of ashes.You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.A bullet doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt from the inside.People are flying by like sparks of ashes.You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.A bullet doesn't hurt much...
O-e-a, o-е-a
You press yourself against my skin so tenderly,
There's no space between us on the floor, our clothes discarded.
You're lonely, and you don't need money.
I'm lonely, even while you hold me so close.
I'm freezing, for a moment you warm me up, but...
We're drowning in snow, and it's already boring.
And you melt away so quickly, and I'm honestly to blame.
I just run away, hiding in your tenderness.
People are flying by like sparks of ashes.
You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.
You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.
A bullet doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt from the inside.
People are flying by like sparks of ashes.
You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.
You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.
A bullet doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt from the inside.
O-o-o-o, o
O, little sparks
O-o-o-o, o
O, little sparks
I hold her closer, even though I know,
That for her, my feelings are just flattering.
I freeze for an hour, waiting for her outside her building.
But the voice in the receiver says she's not available...
She doesn't realize how stressful all this is for me
And her kiss instead of warmth carries me into the abyss.
I'll run away to someone else, it will be easier for a while,
But I will hurt her for her carelessness...
People are flying by like sparks of ashes.
You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.
You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.
A bullet doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt from the inside.
People are flying by like sparks of ashes.
You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.
You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.
A bullet doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt from the inside.
People are flying by like sparks of ashes.
You love it when everything is stylish, leave in the morning with no fuss.
You'll hate me, or just shoot me, it doesn't matter.
A bullet doesn't hurt much...