Kolshik (Кольщик)

[Florida]
We lived in my crib
He didn't contribute to the pot
Well, in short, clueless
And always in a sour mood

Pierce my eyebrows, pierce
Kolshik, pierce my eyebrows
In memory of a great love
So my gaze becomes harsher!

Pierce!
Pierce!

He bragged about being high
And roamed around the kitchen
He mixed vodka with juice
And loved Madrid Real

Pierce my eyebrows, pierce
Kolshik, pierce my eyebrows
In memory of a great love
So my gaze becomes harsher!

Pierce!
Pierce!

[Florida & Sergey Shnurov]
Pierce, pierce, pierce, pierce
Pierce, pierce, pierce, pierce

The bass plays, a solo plays
Then she sings, like she pierced eyebrows
Let's sing, yeah!
Agree, yeah!
Your story, beautiful Flori-da!

[Florida]
And then he broke free
He apparently jumped off
He left me his daughter Olya
And under the rug, the keys

Pierce my eyebrows, pierce
Kolshik, pierce my eyebrows
In memory of a great love
So my gaze becomes harsher!

Pierce!
Pierce!
Pierce!