CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Miłość W Twoim Mieście (ENGLISH TRANSLATION)
That f**king romanticism
That is a brewery, ketchup, hot dog and additives
Come on baby, let's eat sh*t at the station nearby
In the toilet next door you will give me your c**t for a zloty
This f**king love
There is nothing like a white teddy bear, a black tailcoat, a brewery, wine
This is our element - to love out of hate
That our blind, naked instinct would destroy our relationships
Live with f**king desire
Via SMS, chats, e-mails at your fingertips
How do you have a gajer, family, children of pimple age
Are you d**k fishing for a teen net sucker ?!
It is a f**king passion
To use intelligence for sin
You will be mentioned by the teacher with the content from the advertisement
You too can choke your passion with thongs
And if someone asked you about your heart and feelings
You don't feel sorry for the faith that is still here
In your city, in my city
In our city where you are
We live a bad life if you don't want to listen
I do not dim the clown that it is beautiful and I trust
In your city, in my city
In our city where you are
That f**king romanticism
Based on Harlequin reborn like a vampire
We love nudes from the action cameras see
And so they sell out treason for the brewery in clubs
This f**king love
It was supposed to soothe feelings, it hits hearts like a pickaxe
Like with polopyrine to make you feel great again
Instead of heal you, it leaves you with a f**king disgust
Live with f**king desire
When you are lying to her and she again in your eyes
You are to her who she is to you
Desire for arguments out of hate in anger
It is a f**king passion
Sin has long established its danger
Past, future, present, hell
Are your eyes stinging? This is our society
And if someone asked you about your heart and feelings
You don't feel sorry for the faith that is still here
In your city, in my city
In our city where you are
We live a bad life, if you do not want not to listen
I do not dim the clown that it is beautiful and I trust
In your city, in my city
In our city where you are
That is a brewery, ketchup, hot dog and additives
Come on baby, let's eat sh*t at the station nearby
In the toilet next door you will give me your c**t for a zloty
This f**king love
There is nothing like a white teddy bear, a black tailcoat, a brewery, wine
This is our element - to love out of hate
That our blind, naked instinct would destroy our relationships
Live with f**king desire
Via SMS, chats, e-mails at your fingertips
How do you have a gajer, family, children of pimple age
Are you d**k fishing for a teen net sucker ?!
It is a f**king passion
To use intelligence for sin
You will be mentioned by the teacher with the content from the advertisement
You too can choke your passion with thongs
And if someone asked you about your heart and feelings
You don't feel sorry for the faith that is still here
In your city, in my city
In our city where you are
We live a bad life if you don't want to listen
I do not dim the clown that it is beautiful and I trust
In your city, in my city
In our city where you are
That f**king romanticism
Based on Harlequin reborn like a vampire
We love nudes from the action cameras see
And so they sell out treason for the brewery in clubs
This f**king love
It was supposed to soothe feelings, it hits hearts like a pickaxe
Like with polopyrine to make you feel great again
Instead of heal you, it leaves you with a f**king disgust
Live with f**king desire
When you are lying to her and she again in your eyes
You are to her who she is to you
Desire for arguments out of hate in anger
It is a f**king passion
Sin has long established its danger
Past, future, present, hell
Are your eyes stinging? This is our society
And if someone asked you about your heart and feelings
You don't feel sorry for the faith that is still here
In your city, in my city
In our city where you are
We live a bad life, if you do not want not to listen
I do not dim the clown that it is beautiful and I trust
In your city, in my city
In our city where you are
