Ура, этот день настал. Это — перевод известного всем хита «Фраер». Исполнитель — человек, в узких кругах известный как Michael the Circle.
Английский текст ложится на музыку так же сладко, как и русский – можно петь.
Не благодарите.
Why'd you, gudgeon, stay aside?
I am so out of your league,
Better look into my eyes,
Stop your fate talk and just leave.
Coz with my you, ma police-boy,
I’ve messed up all shit away,
I have tied the bloody knot
Like two tight entangled braids.
I remember you come up,
And the hard wood gently creaked,
Rose bouquet you lay atop
Of my table, that was sleek
I thought you do B&E.
Or you’re somewhere on the top.
Figures out you’re just a bitch
You been flexin’;
Wrap it up.
You’ve been flirting through the night
Started fire in my soul,
When you kissed and held me tight
Michael fucked up the eight ball.
You’re a cop some people say
Whispers through the bar Istok
Everyone had fade away
‘Twas a stick up and gop-stop.
We’re in hospital, not jail,
Well at least I’m never hold
And u know, blue-wearing male.
They all call me miss-Five-O
We’ve been chatting for a bit
And with words you was enough.
Lots of kisses, lots of drinks,
Drink to me and drink to love
You were pleasing for a sight,
Those damn hoes stared their eyes of,
Tho when you showed up last night
I did nothing but back off
You were dressed, you, bloody slag,
In some kind of suit for elf,
And you wore that fucking rag,
You looked nothing like yourself.
When you finally found out
Who I am, you spilled the wine
Said you need to just go out
Haven’t seen you since that time.
