Russian کے بول

A needle under my skin I hate this midnight feeling I’m waiting for a new day And for new trouble’s setting No buddy for high-fiving That lonely wolf is howling Inviting lazy hunters Guess, it’s an easy prey Why did I choose precisely that way For lovely walkings? How did I find the corner here to get into? Yeah, I’m Russian truly Yeah, I’m not a bully And I catch the sadness Like a cruel flu Yeah, I’m Russian truly Yeah, I’m not a bully Well, I always catch the sadness Just like you Don’t knock on my open door You’re invited, c’mon Despite my wounds and humble hopes To heal them Hold on! There is nothing wrong And dance attendance upon These gloomy guys to make them smile Don’t be late No hard feelings, baby Please, don’t ignore me, baby Cause I’m the same as you, and you’re the same as me Yeah, I’m Russian truly Catch the sadness-bullet Well, I catch the sadness Like a cruel flu Yeah, I catch the sadness Yeah, I’m Russian truly Yeah, I’m not a bully And I catch the sadness Like a cruel flu Yeah, I’m Russian truly Yeah, I’m not a bully Well, I always catch the sadness Just like you Kiss me, God Kiss me, brothers! Kiss me, sisters