Хит-Парад [Khit-Parad] [English translation]

Chorus:

Do you hear me, Love

You didn't make it into the Hit Parade* of my mind (thoughts),

Don't send me any more of your letters.

You didn't make it or your shot was to the wrong (person).

First Verse:

Do you not like something? But do I care?

After all, he won't love me, how not to twist the road.

That's how life works, love doesn't work out.

Then, it turns out into something else.

Chorus:

You didn't make it into the Hit Parade* of my mind (thoughts),

Don't send me any more of your letters.

You didn't make it in, your shot has gone too far.

Do you hear me, Love?

You didn't make it into the Hit Parade* of my mind (thoughts),

Don't send me any more of your letters.

You didn't make it or your shot was to the wrong person.

You didn't make it in... You didn't make it in...

You didn't make it in... You didn't make it in...

Second Verse:

And (I get) notifications again, you want to communicate

But I will no longer read your messages

Why are you promising me? I send a smiley, goodbye.

And don't dream about our date.

Chorus:

You didn't make it into the Hit Parade* of my mind (thoughts),

Don't send me any more of your letters.

You didn't make it in, your shot has gone too far.

Do you hear me, Love?

You didn't make it into the Hit Parade* of my mind (thoughts),

Don't send me any more of your letters.

You didn't make it or your shot was to the wrong person.

You didn't make it into... You didn't make it into...

You didn't make it into... You didn't make it into...

Do you not like something?

• Artist:Olga Buzova
• Album:Под Звуки Поцелуев