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Preslava - Беден в Сърцето (Beden v Sartseto) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Poor in the heart

Take a good look at me
you are mistaking me with some of your women.
The ones you pay to spend the nights with
and you destroy mine.
 
I'm not like the others
for you to throw some change at me.
I will just piss you off
you have no idea how I'll get back at you.
 
Take a look at where you ended up - at the bottom
and what kind of women I'm catching you with.
They will take good care of you
I'm sending them my regards.
 
From today I'm wishing you
only, only the best.
The same trash as you to be next to you
and to shorten your life.
 
The city is on fire, who are you with
and I'm putting it out with tears.
To break my heart again,
no, I don't deserve this.
 
Spend your millions,
may your arrogance reach the sky.
But once again you will be from the poor ones
here - in the heart.
 
You are grandiosity, all of you,
ego up to the sky.
First at competing with money,
but poor in the heart.
 
I'm not like the others
for you to throw some change at me.
I will send you to hell, listen to me
and I will turn your life around.
 
Take a look at where you ended up - at the bottom
and what kind of women I'm catching you with.
They will take good care of you
I'm sending them my regards.
 
From today I'm wishing you
only, only the best.
The same trash as you to be next to you
and to shorten your life.
 
The city is on fire, who are you with
and I'm putting it out with tears.
To break my heart again,
no, I don't deserve this.
 
Spend your millions,
may your arrogance reach the sky.
But once again you will be from the poor ones
here - in the heart.
 


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