Плак-Плак [Plak-Plak] [English translation]

[Pre-couplet]

Plak-plak,plak-plak

Plak-plak,plak-plak

[Verse 1]

I wrote to you and waited for you in the night (plak-plak)

You do not answer my calls anymore (plak-plak)

Every evening I leave a tooth under my pillow (plak-plak)

I beg to heaven to give you back (plak-plak)

I was good, nor was I bad (plak-plak)

I’ve lived all my life like a little child, obeying to the rules (plak-plak)

Tired of crying, fed up with suffering (plak-plak)

Everything exactly will not come out to predict his death (plak-plak)

( Bridge )

La-la-la-la-la-a-a-a

La-la-la-la-la-a-a-a

La-la-la-la-la-a-a-a

La-la-la-la-la-a-a-a

(Chorus)

Mom told me: 'Obey your husband'

I'm not obedient, I'm doing worse everything

I'm not doing as dad punished me

Instead of a star, I grab a grenade

Mom told me: 'Obey your husband'

I'm not obedient, I'm doing worse everything

I'm not doing as dad punished me

Instead of a star, I grab a grenade

(Bridge)

I'd like you give a hug, yet

But for doing this I have to dig out a body

Your bones are icy, somewhere down there

Flowers will sprout in this mourned land

[Pre-couplet]

Plak-plak,plak-plak

Plak-plak,plak-plak

[Verse 2]

Your brains are spreading all over the wall (plak-plak)

I’m very angry with you, forgive me (plak-plak)

A Hundred time in a dream, I watch your end (plak-plak)

And it's not so scary, in fact, to die (plak-plak)

I was good, nor was I bad (plak-plak)

I’ve lived all my life like a little child, obeying to the rules (plak-plak)

Tired of crying, fed up with suffering (plak-plak)

Everything exactly will not come out to predict his death (plak-plak)

(Chorus)

Mom told me: 'obey your husband'

I'm not obedient, I'm doing worse everything

I'm not doing as dad punished me

Instead of a star, I grab a grenade

Mom told me: 'obey your husband'

I'm not obedient, I'm doing worse everything

I'm not doing as dad punished me

Instead of a star, I grab a grenade

( Bridge )

La-la-la-la-la-a-a-a

La-la-la-la-la-a-a-a

La-la-la-la-la-a-a-a

La-la-la-la-la-a-a-a

(Outre)

I'd like you give a hug, yet

But for doing this I have to dig out a body

Your bones are icy, somewhere down there

Flowers will sprout in this mourned land

• Artist:IC3PEAK
• Album:До свидания