TRANSLATION IN VERIFICATION

[Intro: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway]
- Oh, who do I see?
- Good morning
- It's good that you finally arrived
- I couldn't find my way here for quite a while, sir
- Maybe you can tell me what's been happening to you recently
- Mhm, just, I think it's gonna be hard for me solo, without a beat
- Then why don't I play the instrumental and you tell me what's on your mind, okay?
- Okay
- Is this style okay?
- Yes
- Okay, let's start with 2018. What happened there?

[Verse 1: Quebonafide]
I finished Eko tour, I only wanted a neverending detox
We were stinking of money, everywhere that damn stench
Everyone waving their hands like maneki-neko
And I finally felt happy, the way it cures me is like Honey and Milk
With my friend from thewusion
Which left us with thicker wallets, and blinds
I put the lyrics away, I got injured
I was braking hearts so hard they became jigsaw puzzles
Until I fell in love with a pop girl
She was the flame, I was the powder keg
I could see the stars with no telescope
But the advice I saw on this highway were all stop signs
I was ready to let her wash away my sadness
Even though she came from an industry where everyone uses blunt chisels for carving
Where, to sell a record, you have to sell your ass
And if you're lucky, you just need to show a nipple
I'm from an industry that knows how to not to give a fuck
I sold more records than Sheeran while not knowing how to sing
Wow, I'm walking in the sky like that young Jedi
We've got the whole scene in covered LEDs, it's shining like fucking Vegas
They stopped loving me once I released my last illegal track
I feel like Ronald Reagan, fame is like salty cheddar
[Bridge: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway]
- Huh, actually, yeah... that's what it looked like, huh...
- Oh, well, maybe let's stick to one subject, maybe you could tell us something about your relationship, I can see how it has absorbed you
- Huh, totally...
- How, how do you feel about it, how did it feel to fall in love?

[Verse 2: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway]
It was like a pill of Soma
My mom used to say, you're frazzled
And even the little things were like miracles when she was there
My nanny used to say... You didn't have a nanny, Kuba
Yeah, I don't know much about caring for someone
But I know of the places which take a long flight
That sweet smile of hers, it's like dulce de leche
Oy, I never want to wake up to that routine world again
Where the deliveryman brings your new diet, buddy brings more bucks
Tears are dripping onto my jumper, I have to come back with a bouquet, so what? (what?)
If they get more enjoyment out of how I do my hair
Not the things I say

[Bridge: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway]
- But you're going back to talking about yourself again
- Sorry
- How about we talk about her again, alright? Let's go back to the one you love

[Verse 3: Quebonafide]
Her hands are so warm
I'm burning up, feels as if it's a training before hell
Yes, I finally promised something to myself
I can't go yet, there are still too many beautiful things here
[Bridge: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway]
- Ah, so things are not that bad with you yet
- I don't know
- Then maybe I'll...
- No, no, no, no, no...

[Verse 4: Quebonafide]
I'm desperate
It's like catching a taxi on a rainy Saturday evening
Pizza and a sip of Metaxa
Give me the medicine for four bucks, for four bucks

[Outro: Taco Hemingway]
- No, no, no, no, no, I'll prescribe you some benzodiapines for this, but unfortunately, I think you're beginning to show the first signs of the romantic psycho syndrome