ENGLISH TRANSLATION Before I knew it, you became my everything, I live through you and I don't settle my petty fights. You are my mistress, I want to go into your bonds, I want to build your nest like a sparrow, like a rooster that wants its wings trimmed. I became part of your five-year team, I am a hard worker, I fulfill the plan one hundred percent without being forced or paid. For you I'll be happy to be a traitor myself, the world struggles less when you're naked in front of me when I move in you, I forget the fear of death. I want to be in your womb, in a position where I can't tell where you end and where I begin. I want to be with you all the time, not to go out among people, I hate myself for it, I hate you for it. You are my honey, my gold miner, my gold dungeon that crosses my plans with a golden grid and so I have to live in it. You are my honey, my gold miner, my gold dungeon that makes me rest when I should run, you are my executioner. I'm your stuffed animal, I say what you want to hear, I'm experienced at it. I tell you how you are, how you perceive yourself, you don't care about the truth anyway. I don't skimp on praise, it's still not enough, so I keep rubbing honey around your mouth. I could try to tell you the truth now, I keep lying and I hate myself. What is becoming of me, after all, you are waving to me like on the first of May. And for the sake of maintaining our illusion of paradise, I feign interest in your prayers. I will easily soil my soul with your faith and then blame you for it again and again. I'll do anything I see in your eyes, I hate myself for this, I hate you for this. You are my honey, my gold miner, my gold dungeon that crosses my plans with a golden grid and so I have to live in it. You are my honey, my gold miner, my gold dungeon that makes me rest when I should run, you are my executioner. I raised you to a pedestal, I made your statue divine and I stopped perceiving that this vessel for my feelings is no longer you. I love you, as I know you in my imagination, when you act differently, the fun stops, when you act differently, I am ashamed of you. I hate myself for that, I hate you for that, I hate you for that, I hate you for that. You are my honey, my gold miner, my gold dungeon that crosses my plans with a golden grid and so I have to live in it. You are my honey, my gold miner, my gold dungeon that makes me rest when I should run. You are my honey, my gold miner, my gold dungeon that crosses my plans with a golden grid and so I have to live in it. You are my honey, my gold miner, my gold dungeon that makes me rest when I should run, you are my executioner. You are my executioner.
fakt, je to skvělá kvalita a k tomu text...
Zas tak nepřeháněj, děkuju... ;)
Vím, ten kříž jsem moc nevychytal... :D
Pěkný. jen poznámka- ,,jsem tě zBožtil,, ne zPoštil.:-) 2:40
díky....líbí se mi víc než oficial :*
super písnička :)....a taky dobře udělaný video ;)
Vážně lepší než official video :DD
Lepší než oficial ;))
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ENGLISH TRANSLATION
Before I knew it, you became my everything,
I live through you and I don't settle my petty fights.
You are my mistress, I want to go into your bonds,
I want to build your nest like a sparrow,
like a rooster that wants its wings trimmed.
I became part of your five-year team,
I am a hard worker, I fulfill the plan one hundred percent
without being forced or paid.
For you I'll be happy to be a traitor myself,
the world struggles less when you're naked in front of me
when I move in you, I forget the fear of death.
I want to be in your womb, in a position
where I can't tell where you end and where I begin.
I want to be with you all the time, not to go out among people,
I hate myself for it, I hate you for it.
You are my honey,
my gold miner,
my gold dungeon
that crosses my plans
with a golden grid
and so I have to live in it.
You are my honey,
my gold miner,
my gold dungeon
that makes me rest
when I should run,
you are my executioner.
I'm your stuffed animal, I say what you want to hear,
I'm experienced at it.
I tell you how you are, how you perceive yourself,
you don't care about the truth anyway.
I don't skimp on praise, it's still not enough,
so I keep rubbing honey around your mouth.
I could try to tell you the truth now,
I keep lying and I hate myself.
What is becoming of me, after all, you are waving to me
like on the first of May.
And for the sake of maintaining our illusion of paradise,
I feign interest in your prayers.
I will easily soil my soul with your faith
and then blame you for it again and again.
I'll do anything I see in your eyes,
I hate myself for this, I hate you for this.
You are my honey,
my gold miner,
my gold dungeon
that crosses my plans
with a golden grid
and so I have to live in it.
You are my honey,
my gold miner,
my gold dungeon
that makes me rest
when I should run,
you are my executioner.
I raised you to a pedestal,
I made your statue divine and I stopped perceiving
that this vessel for my feelings is no longer you.
I love you, as I know you in my imagination,
when you act differently, the fun stops,
when you act differently, I am ashamed of you.
I hate myself for that, I hate you for that,
I hate you for that, I hate you for that.
You are my honey,
my gold miner,
my gold dungeon
that crosses my plans
with a golden grid
and so I have to live in it.
You are my honey,
my gold miner,
my gold dungeon
that makes me rest
when I should run.
You are my honey,
my gold miner,
my gold dungeon
that crosses my plans
with a golden grid
and so I have to live in it.
You are my honey,
my gold miner,
my gold dungeon
that makes me rest
when I should run,
you are my executioner.
You are my executioner.
;)
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