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Genius English Translations - Akn Kpot 17 English Translation Lyrics

[Translation of «Крот '17» (Mole '17)]

[Verse 1]
I don't know what he looks like
Even though I nurtured him in my stomach
And just so that I don't forget that he exists at all
He grits his teeth, grinning
As soon as I fall asleep, as soon as I quiet down
He sharpens the web of blind borrows in me
Hammering soft tissues into an omelet
He gnaws a tunnel outside
I will rid myself of sleep and rejoice
Tomorrow morning, stumbling over a rainbow
A sole is hanging over me
I cut out a window for the Mole
I scrape the skin with a broken bottle
Covered in rags — his only retinue
"Get out, hairy, get out, hairy, get out, hairy... Mole..."

[Chorus]
Even though he nurtured me in his stomach
I don't know what he looks like
Because there's a blight on each eye
And so into sleep he slipped over the linen
And so I whisper to him: "Master!
All of those people are lying to you Master!
If you want I'll get out a gun through the naval and shoot everyone"
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, pew-pew
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, pew-pew
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, pew-pew
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, pew-pew...
[Verse 2]
Relatives freezing, crucified with sleep
In a hurry shoving junk into pockets, I, falling off my feet
Will run overpass into smoke
One day waking up for a glass of water
Hungry barbarian's dirty bed
Somewhere in the stomach of a freight car
Passing by — hungover faces of sleepy huts
I will crawl out, lick myself clean on the station "X"
On my face the blood cuts out a mouth
Mole reaches to me with his hand
Prairie carpet — ascetic ornament
The shadows day out the cosmetic bag he will take out
One — mine, the other — Mole's. Prairie
I tear the earth with my claws, making a bed for us here
The fucking sheaf of sun eats out my eyes
"Master, lay down your bones!" "Sweet dreams to you too, Mole!"

[Chorus]
Why did she turn to me with the bald spot
Moon — this bitch maddened?
Inside of me lives a Mole
He eats me from the inside, stirring
And he whispers, whispers to me: "Master!
All of these fuckers are lying to you, Master!
If you want I'll get out a gun through the naval and shoot everyone"
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, pew-pew
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, pew-pew
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, pew-pew
Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang, pew-pew...