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Timati - Life Game lyrics
Nebo zatjanuli plotno tuchi
 Holodno segodnja. Hot' by luchik
 Sogrev, probezhal v mojo okno.
 No na ulice pasmurno i temno
 Dopivaju vino, beru mobil'nyj
 Vizhu sms ot svoej ljubimoj.
 Ona pishet: milyj,ja tak skuchaju
 Ja bez tebja zdes' odna pogibaju.
 Jeto moja vina ona tam odna
 A ja na gastroljah, mezhdu nami stena.
 Iz moego okna vizhu Krewatnik
 Sotni ognej. Ja ustal, hvatit!
 Mysli o nej. Da poshlo vsjo k chjortu!
 K chjortu gastroli, koncerty,rabotu!
 Ja ne mogu zhit' bez nejo, zhdi, skoro budu
 Solnce mojo.
 Bystro iz nomera vniz po lestnice
 Cherez resenpshn, ja na ulice
 Tam davno limuzin menja zhdjot
 Net, ne na koncert,a v ajeroport.
 Direktor rvjot telefona dinamiki
 Organizatory mechutsja v panike
 Ja sazhus' na rejs Kiev-Moskva
 Pohozhe, chto Timati soshjol s uma.
 [Pripev:]
 Ja bol'she ne mogu, s toboju byt' hochu
 Skazhi mne, ch'ja vina, ja odin i ty odna.
 K tebe opjat' lechu voplotit' svoju mechtu
 No zhizn' igraet v igru,ne obmanut' nam sud'bu.
 Zhizn'-igra, moja igra.
 Tri s polovinoj chasa bez sna
 Ja priletaju, v Moskve zima
 Po doroge v mashine smotrju na kol'co
 Sejchas podarju, i zhenjus', i vsjo.
 Svad'bu sygraem cherez tri nedeli
 V razgar sezona v Kurshavele
 Leto v Monte-Karlo, San Trope
 Vsjo jeto krutilos' v golove.
 Ja plyl po nochnoj Moskve prjamo k tebe
 Skvoz' hlop'ja snega v pustote
 Skvoz' sotni blokov spal'nyh rajonov
 Po doroge vzjal buket belyh pionov.
 Belyj - tvoj ljubimyj cvet
 Da - tvoj otvet.
 Ja prosto zajdu i skazhu "Privet".
 Net,ja vbegu, zakrichu "Sjurpriz".
 A ty zavizzhish', pobezhish' ko mne vniz.
 Vsjo, ostanovis', shofjor, domoj.
 Tri chasa nochi ty sam ne svoj
 So mnoj vsjo normal'no ja idu domoj
 Sdelat' ejo svoej zhenoj.
 Belyj mersedes stoit u doma
 Rjadom chjornyj bumer neznakomyj.
 Whose?
 Samoe glavnoe chto ona sejchas doma
 A jetot bumer naverno ejo znakomoj.
 Podhozhu, vstavljaju kljuch v zamok
 Dver' otkryta, chto za strannyj zvuk?
 Polumrak, vokrug svechi, blagovonija
 Ja terjaju dar rechi.
 Ona ne gotovilas' k jetoj vstreche
 Ne znala, chto ja budu v jetot vecher
 V golove mel'kajut sotni kartinok
 I vdrug ja vizhu paru chuzhih botinok
 Rezko ochen' sil'no szhimaet zheludok
 Ja dostaju stvol: "Derzhis', ubljudok!"
 Kak ona mogla?
 Nu derzhis', ubljudok.
 [Pripev:] (Dmitrij Klimashenko)
 Ja bol'she ne mogu, s toboju byt' hochu
 Skazhi mne, ch'ja vina, ja odin i ty odna.
 K tebe opjat' lechu voplotit' svoju mechtu
 No zhizn' igraet v igru,ne obmanut' nam sud'bu.
 Zhizn'-igra, moja igra.
 Dal'she tiho kradus' po lestnice
 Moja stal' gotova k dejstviju
 Jetot koridor privedjot menja k bedstviju
 Poh*j na vsjo, ja hochu videt' bestiju.
 Spal'na, krovat', na nej moja chika
 Sverhu na njom stonet diko
 Ja zahozhu prjamo bez stuka
 Tango vtrojom stancuem, suka?
 Ty predala menja, grjaznaja shljuha
 Dva patrona ej prjao v brjuho
 Dal'she hvataju ego prjamo za uho
 Ty znal, ch'ja ona?! Poluchi opeluhu
 On upal, srazu zanyl, chtoby ja ego otpustil.
 "Ja ejo trener! - on molil na kolenjah.
 Ne ubivaj, u menja den' rozhdenie!"
 A, den' rozhden'e, tak chtozh ty molchal
 Otmechaete. chto ne pozval?
 Ladno, poluchi moj podarok, on zdes'
 Stal' i poroh, gremuchaja smes'.
 Otkroj ka rot, zakroj glaza
 Pora tebe na nebesa.
 "Gospodi Bozhe da chtozh ja nadelal?
 Chto tvoril ja sam ne vedal
 Sto let teper' goret' v adu"
 Ja sheptal, nahodjas' v bredu.
 Medlenno opustilsja na pol
 S nej na rukah, i zaplakal
 Odel ej kol'co, celoval ruki-nogi
 Vzvod OMONA uzhe byl na poroge.
 Mgnovennaja mysl':"Zachem dal'she zhit'?
 Mne nezachem, ne s kem, kogo mne ljubit'?
 Zachem mne byt'? Kuda mne plyt'?
 Nadejus' moi ljudi mne smogut prostit'.
 [Pripev:]Timati - Life Game - http://motolyrics.com/timati/life-game-lyrics.html
 Ja bol'she ne mogu, s toboju byt' hochu
 Skazhi mne, ch'ja vina, ja odin i ty odna.
 K tebe opjat' lechu voplotit' svoju mechtu
 No zhizn' igraet v igru,ne obmanut' nam sud'bu.
 Zhizn'-igra, moja igra.
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[English:]
 The sky was tightened densely with clouds
 Coldly today. Though luchik
 Having warmed, has run in my window.
 But in the street cloudy & darkly
 I finish drinking wine, I take mobile
 I see sms from favorite.
 It writes: the darling, I so miss
 Without you here; I perish.
 Its my fault we're alone.
 & I'm on tours, between us is a wall.
 From my window I see Krewatnik
 Hundreds fire. I am tired, I will suffice!
 Ideas on it. Yes all has gone to hell!
 To hell tours, concerts, work!
 I cannot live without it, wait, soon I shall
 My sun.
 Quickly from number downwards on a ladder
 Through resenpshn, I'm in the street
 There for a long time the limousine waits for me
 No, not on a concert, & in the airport.
 Director tears phone of dynamics
 Organizers mechutsja in a panic
 I sit down on flight Kiev-Moscow
 Similar, that Timati has gone mad.
 [Refrain:]
 I cannot any more, with you to be I want
 Tell to me, whose fault, I'm one and you're one.
 To you again I fly to embody the dream
 But the life plays game, to not deceive to us destiny.
 Life-game, my game.
 3 & 1/2 hours without a dream
 I arrive, in Moscow winter
 On road to the machine I look at a ring
 Now I shall present, & I marry, & all.
 Wedding we shall play in 3 weeks
 During the high season in Kurshavele
 Summer to Monte-Carlo, the Dignity to the Track
 All it turned in a head.
 I floated across night Moscow directly to you
 Through hlop'ja snows in emptiness
 Through hundreds blocks of sleeping areas
 On road has taken a bouquet of white peonies.
 White - your favourite color
 Yes - your answer.
 I shall simply come and I shall tell "Greetings".
 No, I shall run in, I shall cry "Surprise".
 And you will begin to squeal, will run to me downwards.
 Everything, stop, the driver, home.
 1:00 in the morning; your not there
 With me all normally I go home
 To make its wife.
 A white Mercedes costs at the house
 Beside black bumer unfamiliar.
 Whose?
 The most important that it now at home
 And this bumer likely its friend.
 I approach, I insert a key into the lock
 The door is opened, what for a strange sound?
 Twilight, around of a candle, aroma
 I lose gift of speech.
 It did not prepare for this meeting
 Did not know, that I shall be this evening
 In a head hundreds pictures flash
 And suddenly I see pair another's a boot
 Sharply very strongly compresses a stomach
 I get a trunk: " Keep, the mongrel! "
 How it could?
 Well keep, the mongrel.
 Further I am silently stolen on a ladder
 My steel is ready to action
 This corridor will lead me to disaster
 F*ck everything, I wish to see the knave.
 Spal'na, a bed, on it my girl
 From above on it groans the b*st*rd
 I come directly without knock
 Tango 3 together we shall dance, b**ch?
 You have betraid me, the dirty wh*re
 2 cartridges to it prjao in a belly
 Further it suffices directly for an ear
 You knew, whose it?! Receive opeluhu
 It has fallen, at once zanyl that I have released it.
 "I its trainer! - it asked in a lap.
 Do not kill, at me put a birth! "
 And, your birthday; so what you were silent
 Mark. What has not called?
 All right, receive my gift, it here
 Steel & gunpowder, rattling mix.
 Open your mouth, close your eyes
 It is time you go to heaven.
 "My God My God yes what have I done?
 That I created did not know
 100 years now to burn in hell "
 I whispered, being in delirium.
 Has slowly lowered on a floor
 With it on hands, also has begun to cry
 Has dressed to it a ring, kissed hands-legs
 Platoon OMONA already was on a threshold.
 Instant idea: " What for further to live?
 I have, there is nobody, whom to love me?
 What for to me to be? Where to float?
 I hope my people can forgive me.









