Onion Tears
Жанр: меланхоличная, грустная
О песне «Onion Tears»
Песня «Onion Tears» создана артистом Хатун Мирзоян с помощью искусственного интеллекта Bitlo. Жанр: меланхоличная, грустная. Создано: 2026.
- Название
- Onion Tears
- Артист
- Хатун Мирзоян
- Жанр и стиль
- меланхоличная, грустная
- Создано
- 30.05.2026
- Лайки
- 0
- Создано с помощью
- Нейросети Bitlo (музыка, текст, вокал)
«Onion Tears» — меланхоличная с женским вокалом от Хатун Мирзоян, созданная в Bitlo с помощью нейросети.
Ключевые слова песни: mother, everything, something, nothing.
Песня начинается со строки «I see you cooked food with onions.». Чаще всего в ней звучит: «All because of you». В тексте 48 строк.
Ещё у Хатун Мирзоян на Bitlo: «Altitude Rise», «Altitude Rise», «Исаак Крутой Мальчик».
Трек опубликован в мае 2026 года.
Исполнитель
Хатун Мирзоян
Нейроартист Bitlo
Страница артиста Хатун Мирзоян →Текст песни «Onion Tears»
I see you cooked food with onions.
Knowing that I don't like it.
Knowing that I'll starve.
But it's okay, everyone says, "I'll endure it."
When I get lost, I won't find my companion.
There's no need to look for him at all.
He should be nearby.
After all, a mother, an angel, should be nearby.
I don't want to be the only one
I just want you to pay a little attention to me
You're throwing lies at me
Now I'm all alone crying ugly
You broke me just for fun
You choose to trust others over your girl
Now eight o'clock in the evening
hate this evening
All because of you
No matter what I do, it's never enough
No matter what I think, I have to do as you want
You don't give love
You only give orders
You shouldn't call yourself my mother
Cause everything was be something
Something will be nothing
Nothing causes heartbeat stoppin.
My mother. My mother.
Day after day, the misfortunes grow.
Sometimes I even think God doesn't hear me
As if I were "the enemy's daughter."
Everything in this world changes, but not your hatred for me
And everything leads to the bottom, everything leads to the same thing
All because of you
No matter what I do, it's never enough
No matter what I think, I have to do as you want
You don't give love
You only give orders
You shouldn't call yourself my mother
Cause everything was be something
Something will be nothing
Nothing causes heartbeat stoppin.
My mother. My mother.
Call her your daughter, say well done, praise her, love your child
It's not difficult in the world, but your pride is in the way.
And what does pride have to do with it if it's your child?
Cause everything was be something
Something will be nothing
Nothing causes heartbeat stoppin.
My mother. My mother.