We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $1 USD  or more

     

about

(music by Catooshkin,
original lyrics&translation by Catooshkin,
based on few verses of Es Soya)

lyrics

Your fingers dancing on my skin,
make me burn, make me stone,
but our future really means
slow falling into the unknown.
Touch me, touch me more,
touch me, touch me often,
as you touch your phone.

You send to me one line a day,
you're anorexiс - it's my pain;
you're giving me a migraine
size from the US to Ukraine.

Your name's sounds become the echo
of the thousand railway stations,
of the towns, those that i left forever.
Uh-uh.

I see your post on Instagram,
it breakes me down,
like a porcelain doll to pieces...
my last moan:
Pick up the little parts,
pick up, pick up fragments of me,
as your own.

God's unearthly colored eyes
are hundred to one narrowed now.
Why he hadn't yet crossbred us
using genetics know-how.

Your name's sounds made me bitter
of the thousands railway stations,
of the towns, those that i left forever..
Your instagramings are becoming
the reflections of the airports
of the capitals of those countries,
where i will never arrive.

pa-pa-ram

All things are only humbug,
but, perhaps, solely you;
remove my phone number,
my remnant traces few,
but dial me, get me up,
dial me, get me,
like your mouth got the glue

From you nothing day by day,
your anorexy - it's my pain -
You're giving me a migraine
sized from the US to Ukraine.
God's unearthly colored eyes
are hundred to one narrowed now.
Why he hadn't yet crossbred us
using genetics know-how.

Your name's sounds become the echo
of the the thousand railway stations,
of the towns, those that i left forever..
Your instagramings are becoming
the reflections of the airports
of the capitals of those countries,
where i will never...

credits

released December 27, 2016

license

all rights reserved

tags

If you like Гуша Катушкин, you may also like: