Memory Lyrics – KROKOT
Singer: KROKOT
Title: Memory
〈Текст песни «Memory»〉
〈Припев〉
Give me soul, you my memory
All that is left behind is our enemy
The smell of life, the life flavory
Control over my life – this my family
〈Куплет〉
Каждая осень превращается в минор ,а я
Умело гибнул в поворотах, слепит взор маяк
Оковы порваны, в карманах ветер кроет матом
Мою иронию, где вновь останусь виноватым
〈Бридж〉
Где я, рубит оковы людей моя душа, шо панацея
Прогревая криками злодея. где я
Не перебитые боссы – ликоклонники морфея
Разрывали брюхо лицезрея
Где я, рубит оковы людей моя душа, шо панацея
Прогревая криками злодея. где я
Не перебитые боссы – ликоклонники морфея
Разрывали брюхо лицезрея
〈Пред-припев〉
Моя мелодия – скисла, моя бравада ненавистна
Моя душа над пропастью нависла
Ты ворвалась без стука – небылица
Ты самый сладкий гром в моей жизни – невольный принцип
Моя мелодия – скисла, моя бравада ненавистна
Моя душа над пропастью нависла
Ты ворвалась без стука – небылица
Ты самый сладкий гром в моей жизни – невольный принцип
〈Припев}
Give me soul, you my memory
All that is left behind is our enemy
The smell of life, the life flavory
Control over my life – this my family
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All that is left behind is our enemy
The smell of life, the life flavory
Control over my life – this my family
〈Аутро〉
Givе me soul, you my memory
All that is left bеhind is our enemy
The smell of life, the life flavory
Control over my life – this my family
Give me soul, you my memory
All that is left behind is our enemy
The smell of life, the life flavory
Control over my life – this my family
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Memory – English Translation
〈Lyrics of the song “Memory”〉
Give Me Soul, You My Memory
All that is left behind is our enemy
The Smell of Life, The Life Flavory
Control Over My Life – This My Family
〈Verse〉
Every autumn turns into a minor, and I
Skillfully perished in corners, the lighthouse shame blinds
The shackles are torn, in the pockets the wind covers with obscenities
My irony, where I will remain guilty again
Where am I chop the shackles of my soul, sho panacea
Warming up by the screams of the villain. Where I am
Not interrupted bosses – Morpheus Lycocraxes
The belly of the deseches was torn
Where am I chop the shackles of my soul, sho panacea
Warming up by the screams of the villain. Where I am
Not interrupted bosses – Morpheus Lycocraxes
The belly of the deseches was torn
〈Pre-entry〉
My melody – it has spread, my bravado is hateful
My soul hung over the abyss
You burst without knocking – fable
You are the sweetest thunder in my life – an involuntary principle
My melody – it has spread, my bravado is hateful
My soul hung over the abyss
You burst without knocking – fable
You are the sweetest thunder in my life – an involuntary principle
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