More songs by BURLA
Description
Love here isn't just a feeling - it's more like a gamble with fate, where the cards are dealt not according to the rules, but by intuition. Everything revolves around the night windows, wine, and the scent of skin, where each breath is like a new hand dealt. It seems the chances are small, but I want to believe that the tarot won't deceive me, and it won't be just another illusion, but something real. Everything in this song is a little too beautifully inhuman: the sky paints stars, laughter sounds like a melody, and the heart seems to be specifically designed to make mistakes over and over again. But even in this mistake, there's something right - as if the world allows itself to sink a little into the chemistry between two people, without demanding anything in return.
Lyrics and translation
Original
На таро випаде любов, я тебе знову видумав.
Кляті ночі рахую знов, доки поруч тебе нема.
На таро випаде любов, і я з картами забува.
Головне моє ізумруд, моє серце не для забав.
Красиво небо уночі малює зірки, і як би не шукав, немає яскравіше, чим ти.
Хочу побути довше із тобою.
А ти коли підеш, буду слати листи, в поштомати нести, бо без тебе без сил я.
І де була раніше ти?
Не з тим буде не з тим, якщо відпущу, бус тим лижусь, як дим, з тобою лечу я, нічого не чую.
Пустим містом пустим до тебе йду, прости, но не помру і скоро прийду вже, тому чекай мене.
На таро випаде любов, я тебе знову видумав.
Кляті ночі рахую знов, доки поруч тебе нема.
На таро випаде любов, і я з картами забува.
Головне моє ізумруд, моє серце не для забав.
Запах вина і твій аромат. Між нами любов, що за хімія?
Ну давай пий, я не буду до дна. Може хімія нам не повернутись назад.
Її усмішка яскравість діаманти.
Ні, я не про інтим, просто сяк посидим.
Голос і сміх, наче грають музиканти.
Так, я теж музикант, це не мій єдиний талант.
На таро випаде любов, я тебе знову видумав. Кляті ночі рахую знов, доки поруч тебе нема.
На таро випаде любов, я тебе знову видумав.
Кляті ночі рахую знов, доки поруч тебе нема.
На таро випаде любов, і я з картами забува.
Головне моє ізумруд, моє серце не для забав.
English translation
Love will fall on the tarot, I invented you again.
I'm counting the damn nights again while you're not around.
Love will fall on the tarot, and I will forget about the cards.
The main thing is my emerald, my heart is not for fun.
The sky at night paints the stars beautifully, and no matter how you look, there is no one brighter than you.
I want to stay longer with you.
And when you leave, I will send letters, carry them in the mail, because without you I have no strength.
And where were you before?
It won't be the same if I let go, I'll lick it like smoke, I fly with you, I don't hear anything.
I am coming to you through an empty city, forgive me, but I will not die and I will come soon, so wait for me.
Love will fall on the tarot, I invented you again.
I'm counting the damn nights again while you're not around.
Love will fall on the tarot, and I will forget about the cards.
The main thing is my emerald, my heart is not for fun.
The smell of wine and your aroma. Love between us, what kind of chemistry?
Well, let's drink, I won't go to the bottom. Maybe chemistry will not return to us.
Her smile is the brightness of a diamond.
No, I'm not talking about intimacy, we're just going to sit down.
Voice and laughter, as if musicians are playing.
Yes, I'm a musician too, that's not my only talent.
Love will fall on the tarot, I invented you again. I'm counting the damn nights again while you're not around.
Love will fall on the tarot, I invented you again.
I'm counting the damn nights again while you're not around.
Love will fall on the tarot, and I will forget about the cards.
The main thing is my emerald, my heart is not for fun.