Ангела [Anhela] [English translation]

An angel, like me!.. An angel, like me!..

An angel, like me!.. An angel!..

So you want me to be yours,

And to fly again.

Send me one more SMS,

It seems like a sweeter voice,

Than nightingale,

But this is far from your interest.

And then a photo where you look fragile,

Or you will ask for help of some kind.

I've been looking for you for so long

And these sharp angles are grinded …

Everybody is ordinary, but you have a style,

How easy it became to reach agreement.

At night we don't know what to do with ourselves.

Frankie and Johnny, grown up children.

I run and don't cling really,

All my devices are at zero,

And people are not ships, not nearly,

Montmartre, you , her and Dali!

An angel, like me!..

Where will you find someone like this?..

An angel, like me!..

An angel, like me!..

An angel!..

An angel, like me!..

An angel, like me!..

An angel, like me!..

An angel!..

And if you really want me to leave,

To shut my mouth,

Send me one more SMS,

For me to be the best in pair

From both of us!

I didn't drink vine, didn't screw the stewardess,

That I didn't expect a knife in the back

From everywhere and not from you, nightmare!

Do you care, do you feel sorry for yourself, or don't?..

This pain will live in me, on and on,

It's set in heavy stone.

Viennese Schiele, Klimt and Lindt

Our damn ice, they won't break it.

I thought I finally found

My own golden grail!

Melted passions

Hotel rooms service,

It used to be like this,

Now you must say it all:

That it's not about me

And we're crossed the line.

Should I let go or dial,

Because we lost our paradise!

An angel, like me!..

Where will you find someone like this?..

An angel, like me!..

Where will you find someone like this?..

An angel, like me!..

An angel!..

An angel, like me!..

An angel, like me!..

An angel, like me!..

An angel!..

P. R.

• Artist:Boombox
• Album:Рубікон