Mystical – Les Rivières Pourpres

Mystical – Les Rivières Pourpres Lyrics

Artist: Mystical
Song: Les Rivières Pourpres

Не подпускаю никого к себе ближе чем на выстрел
Я — Иисус в своём психотропном мире фикций
Six и Sixteen Mystic ways забрать тебя с собой
На дно гробницы. Трижды шесть на барабане, заставил бледнеть все их лица

SUBUTEX чтобы призвать меня, прибываю в 6:16
Затащил тела за погреб чтобы слить их за рекой
Нырнул в Стикс как к себе домой, зачеркнул пару имён
Якоб кинул дурь в костёр. Чиллим в недрах преисподней

Во мне кроме двух бокалов, пары тяг на дымной хате
С*ка, много что осталось. Я качу на своё ранчо
Вылетел боком *(Эй)* на тачке цвета мгла, попал в петлю
Как удачно, белый дьявол ждёт кого-то на углу

В моих водительских правах оказалась пустота
Я читал всё по губам, но я не понял них*я
AE86, ловлю зубами куски стекла и
Сквозь руль руками

Я в тёплой коме в комнате разбитых окон, стёкол, адских топей
Пара капель в его кофе, Ведьму держит кислота
Призываю тайфуны я — Шива. Развёл руками как в Рио *(Хэй)*
По горящим следам Рено нисходит в недры, реки крови тянутся на километры

My name is Milky Joe
I get the slow flow
When I look around, oh oh
There ain’t nowhere to go

You drank the milk
He said you coco loco
You try to hide but I’m already inside
Your mind

Feel my coco beats
Je m’appelle Joe de Lait
Isolation, isolation
Isolation, isolation

Isolation, isolation
Isolation, isolation
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Les Rivières Pourpres Lyrics – English Translation

I do not let anyone closer to me than a shot
I am Jesus in my psychotropic world of fictions
Six and Sixteen Mystic Ways take you with you
To the bottom of the tomb. Three times six on the drum, made all their faces turn pale

Subutex to call me, I arrive at 6:16
Dragged the bodies by the cellar to drain them behind the river
Dived into a sticks as to his home, crossed out a couple of names
Jacob threw nonsense into the fire. Chillim in the bowels of the underworld

In me, besides two glasses, a pair of rods on a smoky hut
C*ka, a lot of things left. I swing on my ranch
Flew sideways * (hey) * on a wheelbarrow car, hit the loop
How successfully, the white devil is waiting for someone on the corner

The emptiness was in my driver’s license
I read everything on my lips, but I did not understand them*me
Ae86, I catch pieces of glass with my teeth and
Through the steering wheel with your hands

I am in a warm coma in the room of broken windows, glass, hellfires
A pair of drops in his coffee, the witch holds acid
I urge typhoons I – Shiva. Spread his hands like in Rio *(Hey) *
In burning tracks, Renault descends into the bowels, rivers of blood stretch for kilometers

My name is Milky Joe
I get the Slow Flow
How I look arund, oh oh
There ain’t Nowher to go

You Drank the Milk
He Said You Coco Loco
You try to hide but i’m alreadside
Your Mind

Feel My Coco Beats
Je m’appelle joe de lait
ISOLATION, ISOLATION
ISOLATION, ISOLATION

ISOLATION, ISOLATION
ISOLATION, ISOLATION
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Mystical Lyrics – Les Rivières Pourpres

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Release Year: 1995