Translation of the song lyrics Colors - KADI, Miyagi

Colors (original)

Эй, ёу!
Ё! Ё!

Догорали мосты, переваривал сам:
Я же подпустил эти беды к нам.
Ну так это карма, догадайся сам.
Голова - пустырь, торопись отнять.

И пока давила боль, допивал до дна
Этот алкоголь, но не мог понять:
Барабан - да, тут; барабан - да, там;
Барабан уснул навсегда.

Мама, я не миновал. Эти тучи вновь
Нависали неприятелями над головой.
Нечего сказать - потеряли сердца,
Караван остыл, караван устал.

И покуда не понять тебе, как вывозить -
То ли дело поломали, потеряли мотив
Как-то задеть это небо рукой
Пока ты жив.

It’s time to use my colors, in my my head.
I feel like the world is going insane.
Now it’s a day, I’m so ashamed
Of the person I was, or the person I am.

It’s time to use my colors, in my my head.
I feel like the world is going insane.
Now it’s a day, I’m so ashamed
Of the person I was, or the person I am.

It’s time to use my colors, perhaps I was blind -
Blind and my heart, can’t see a side.
And now I run from myself
From the thoughts to the thoughts inside my head
Is that a crime to be afraid?

Who knows the real me,
The real love, the real deal;
Who’s loves with arms wide open
With arms wide open.

So, I have no time to loose now.
Don’t get mad when I pure lie.
I ain’t gonna hang out, my track.
I ain’t gonna let down.

It’s time to use my colors, in my my head.
I feel like the world is going insane.
Now it’s a day, I’m so ashamed
Of the person I was, or the person I am.

It’s time to use my colors, in my my head.
I feel like the world is going insane.
Now it’s a day, I’m so ashamed
Of the person I was, or the person I am.

Colors (translation)

Hey, you!
Yo! Yo!

The bridges smoldered out; alone I bore their ash,
For I myself unbarred these sorrows to our threshold.
So goes the law of fate—unravel it yourself.
My skull: a barren field—be quick to reap its yield.

And as the pain pressed in, I drained the glass entire,
This bitter draught, but sense eluded me:
The drum—yes, here; the drum—yes, there;
But now the drum has closed its eyes for good.

Mother, I did not slip by. Once more, these clouds
Hung heavy, enemy banners above your brow.
Nothing remains to say—our hearts mislaid,
The caravan grown cold, the caravan grown weary.

And still you cannot grasp how one endures—
Is it the loss that broke us, stilled our song?
Somehow, to brush this sky with a living palm
While you yet draw breath.

It is time to wield my colors, within the galleries of thought.
I sense the world is tumbling into madness.
Now daylight breaks; I am so ashamed
Of the man I was, or the man I remain.

It is time to wield my colors, within the galleries of thought.
I sense the world is tumbling into madness.
Now daylight breaks; I am so ashamed
Of the man I was, or the man I remain.

It is time to wield my colors—perhaps I wandered blind—
Blind, and my heart unable to choose a shore.
And now I flee my own pursuing shadow,
A fugitive from thought to thought within my mind.
Is it a crime to shudder in fear?

Who knows the core of me,
The true love, the genuine spark;
Who loves with arms thrown open
With arms thrown open.

So I have no hour left to squander.
Do not scorn me when I speak sheer lies.
I shall not stray, nor leave my winding path.
I will not betray.

It is time to wield my colors, within the galleries of thought.
I sense the world is tumbling into madness.
Now daylight breaks; I am so ashamed
Of the man I was, or the man I remain.

It is time to wield my colors, within the galleries of thought.
I sense the world is tumbling into madness.
Now daylight breaks; I am so ashamed
Of the man I was, or the man I remain.