PAROLES
English Translation of Может Расскажешь, Что Ты Чувствуешь (Главные Ворота) (CYTMHYF) by PHARAOH
[Chorus]
My brother, he is not a murderer, nor a thief, nor a plug
You’re a coward, you won’t bite, you just make a lot of growling
I’ve seen a lot of souls, believe me, great and small
It’s just a fairy tales, and you’re just a piggy bank
Doors up, I’m not ’bout suicide (Not ’bout suicide)
Why love only yourself, the fuck knows
The only open door that I want is to the high life (High life, high life, yeah)
[Verse]
Baby, no, look, no, you’re not Angelina
You’re a fuckin’ ho from Instagram with a keratin face
I sometimes don’t know how they know my name
I sometimes suffer because of thе dopamine fix
But why do you want to use me, I would givе you anyway
It’s about attitude, the circle about honor, it’s already small (Very small)
I’m skeptical of infantiles and their stunts
Get the trash, baby, spread your legs in front of him like Van Damme
I’m not looking for love where it can’t be (Ever)
I’m not fuckin’ lie to myself, so that I don’t cry to myself later (Never)
I see, bitch, the meaning is just in the very word “live” (I see the meaning)
You see how difficult it is for her to replace me with something
Naked envy, profile, picture, you’re leaking and vulnerable (As always)
I’m getting more expensive before my eyes in the style of all good wines
You know, the truth is not with you, and that you are a pantomime
Without a fuckin’ lies, you’re nobody, you need it
That’s the answer to all the questions
(That’s the answer to all the questions)
I fuckin’ hate the laws of demand
(I fuckin’ hate the laws of demand)
Self-named stars
Impostors and suckers
Give her a flock by post-blowjob
You are dead in your soul, die with your brain (Die with your brain)
[Transition]
It’s a Siemens
Two letters D, yuh
Two letters D, two letters D, two letters D, yuh
[Chorus]
My brother, he is not a murderer, nor a thief, nor a plug
You’re a coward, you won’t bite, you just make a lot of growling
I’ve seen a lot of souls, believe me, great and small
It’s just a fairy tales, and you’re just a piggy bank
Doors up, I’m not ’bout suicide (Not ’bout suicide)
Why love only yourself, the fuck knows
The only open door that I want is to the high life (High life, high life, yeah)
