Corrección Letra Guzior - FALA (ENGLISH TRANSLATION) par Guzior

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Letra

I'm waiting for the wave like a block
Hundreds of tons to take us
Water flow will take us to the bottom
Take my hand, let's get off the radar

I'm waiting for the wave like a block
Hundreds of tons to take us
Water flow will take us to the bottom
Take my hand, let's get off the radars
I'm waiting for the wave like a block
Hundreds of tons to take us
Water flow will take us to the bottom
Take my hand, let's get off the radar

I take a breath and put my head under the water
I hold my brеath until I turn purple
The blood is cleanеd by a few tumeric capsules
Same Mati, a bit better car, a bit more expensive clothes
In the past, I preferred Air Forces to some Givenchy and always wore it above the ankle
Ask me about the album, I nervously ask "What's with this?"
One like that will sleep a lot, theu say it won't last long, I don't give a sh*t 'bout their threats
I switch, I play Kanye - Gospel, I like this album, because he got carried away a lot
And I understand it well in my heart, I brush my garlic that you look like I'm the dearest
Babe, I'm not jealous, you can go with this dude or another
I'll go, either with her or with her, f**k it, I'm not good at having relationships
Others are like a lampoon with you, I love them to my nostrils
Your perfume gets in, it's beautiful, f**king spray it
I am waiting for the wave like a block, waiting for the rain and thunder
I'm waiting for the planet to roast, I screw this city, I don't go out, festival of bullsh*t and
I listen to Depeche Mode, not blue, that's my mood
f**k this smog, I like English weather
It cleans the air like a Dyson

I'm waiting for the wave like a block
Hundreds of tons to take us
Water flow will take us to the bottom
Take my hand, let's get off the radar
I'm waiting for the wave like a block
Hundreds of tons to take us
Water flow will take us to the bottom
Take my hand, let's get off the radar

As always, well-fed, we have a conversation, not a chat, while making tea
Pour the broth, I cut the whore, not myself, the parsley
The best people slip
I yelled that I'd throw out not you, but trash
Later, not with a shout, with a loud voice, I wished you not death, but children
I'm p*ssed off while going to work, but not always, today
And your friend Ania, my love, I do not want
I would show off like that?
I know, sometimes I swear about a f**ked up marriage, society
Your ex, I don't call him a c**t, I'm friendly towards him
And I "love" you, not ever, I prefer often
My job does not bore me, it is just spring
How am I supposed to do this, not just now
And I'm not f**king with it, I'm just trying
Mother-in-law is not a f**king old hoe, but a mom
And your brother is not a little sh*t, it's a good kid
And don't disturb me, my love
'Cause I won't leave anything out of the treasure, not the f**king wave

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