Paroles et traduction Gleb - Mesto Archiv Skit
Mesto Archiv Skit
Mesto Archiv Skit
Opäť
sedíme
vo
vietnamskom
hoode
na
Zlatých
pieskoch,
5 panelka
crew
negro
je
ružinovský
vreskot.
Again
we
sit
in
the
Vietnamese
hood
on
the
Golden
Sands,
5 panel
crew
negro
is
a
rosy
scream.
Tuhá
noc
a
mesto,
prepnuté
fotky
s
bleskom,
sadáme
do
auta
ideme
cez
___
a
vypekáme
deathcore.
Tough
night
and
the
city,
switched
photos
with
flash,
we
get
in
the
car
we
go
through
___ and
bake
deathcore.
Keby
som
nebol
debil
tak
vtedy
ostanem
doma
pri
nej,
no
bol
som
v
zime
a
špine,
mám
za
sebou
chorý
víkend.
If
I
wasn't
an
asshole,
then
I
would
stay
at
home
with
her,
but
I've
been
in
the
cold
and
dirt,
I've
had
a
sick
weekend.
Bývám
v
_____
stává
sa
zo
mňa
Surovec
jak
Dymer.
I
live
in
_____ I'm
becoming
a
bully
like
Dymer.
Gleb
je
všade
a
nikde
dostávám
výpek
za
to
že
píšem.
Gleb
is
everywhere
and
nowhere
I
get
paid
to
write.
Tie
debilné
nocy
na
beeback,
tam
ti
pokazíme
event,
niesom
v
pohode
týpek,
nočný
príbeh,
robím
binec
(jau)
.
Those
stupid
nights
at
the
beeback,
we're
gonna
ruin
your
event,
I'm
not
a
cool
guy,
Night
story,
I'm
making
a
mess
.
Moja
hlava
je
plná
smetí,
chcem
ju
chytiť
a
vyniesť.
My
head
is
full
of
garbage,
I
want
to
grab
it
and
take
it
out.
V
noci
ideme
tvrdé
sety
ako
mladý
Muller.
At
night
we
go
hard
sets
like
a
young
Muller.
Brrr
Vidíš
ako
gazdujeme
na
baroch,
výčitky
odkladám
na
ráno
(brr),
chudoba
a
zlatý
náramok,
v
noci
bývam
blbý
ako
americky
džangálo.
Brrr
you
see
how
we
run
the
bars,
I
put
my
regrets
aside
in
the
morning
(brr),
poverty
and
a
gold
bracelet,
at
night
I
live
stupid
as
an
American
Django
Unchained.
Vidíš
ako
gazdujeme
na
baroch,
výčitky
odkladám
na
ráno,
byť
hajzel
ako
ja,
dávať
fanúšikom
rady
do
života
vo
svojich
trackoch
to
je
paradox.
You
see
how
we
run
the
bars,
I
put
my
regrets
aside
in
the
morning,
being
an
asshole
like
me,
giving
life
advice
to
the
fans
on
my
tracks,
that's
a
paradox.
Triezvy
Gleb
to
niesom
ja,
opitý
Gleb
to
niesom
ja,
otočené
tváre
a
poháre
máme
po
nociach.
Sober
Gleb
it's
not
me,
drunk
Gleb
it's
not
me,
turned
faces
and
glasses
we
have
at
night.
Triezvy
Gleb
to
niesom
ja,
opitý
Gleb
to
niesom
ja,
otočené
tváre
a
poháre
máme
po
nociach
Sober
Gleb
it's
not
me,
drunk
Gleb
it's
not
me,
turned
faces
and
glasses
we
have
at
night
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Writer(s): Gleb Veselov
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