A biting satirical piece calling out those who turn a blind eye to the atrocities, choosing instead to focus on trivial comforts.

With Гладить кота (Pet The Cat), VGmates craft a mesmerizing sonic experience that effortlessly blends elegance with infectious rhythm. The piece starts as a gentle piano ballad, flowing with peaceful, enveloping sounds that welcome the audience into a state of calm. Yet, this calm quickly transforms into a rhythmic, midtempo work of art, where the piano embellishments blend flawlessly with lush percussive elements and resonant, enchanting basslines. The change is seamless, fostering an environment that is elegant and undeniably captivating. The main female singer presents a performance of sheer elegance, her voice gentle, tranquil, and smoothly floating over the musical backdrop, infusing a feeling of warmth and closeness to the song’s captivating rhythm.

As the song advances, it adopts a warm, dance-friendly beat, similar to a Latin-inspired groove that radiates elegance and smoothness. A distinctive string melody brings an exotic touch, further enriching the track’s vibrant, elaborate composition. The groove stays reliably smooth and appealing, serving as the ideal backdrop for unwinding and easy motion. Its hypnotic quality and impeccable consistency ensure that Гладить кота (Pet The Cat) is not just a song but an experience, an irresistible blend of sophistication and groove that lingers long after the final note fades.

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PET THE CAT (lyrics translation)

Verse 1:

Turn away, pretend you don’t see, and make yourself believe.
It’s fake, it’s a lie, it can’t be true—go ahead, check if you please.
They’re all lying, trying to get us, to pull our strings and play their games,
Those wicked people with plans too twisted for us to explain.

Chorus 1:

It’s not so clear-cut; there’s always a twist, don’t you see?
So we’ll close our eyes, think of eternity, and slowly pet the cat.

Verse 2:

Don’t listen to what they’re shouting out loud, even if they scream.
Let them cry about their pain, their sorrow… their lack of any help.
After all, who knows who’s to blame, who’s breaking the peace?
They muddy the waters, while the wise remain silent and at ease.

Chorus 2:

Post on Instagram how beauty will save the world one day.
And as you fall asleep, think of eternity, slowly petting the cat.

Chorus 3:

Better to pet the cat and not wave a red flag at the geese.
Just pet the cat—that’s the essence of life and the true way to peace.

Verse 3:

Thoughts may creep into your head—chase them away.
They’ll only bring you troubles of the mind, the gut, and your liver’s decay.
Because when that hour comes, cognitive dissonance strikes,
Say goodbye to sleep and farewell to peaceful nights.

Verse 4:

Eyes shut tight, ears closed, lips sealed with a lock.
In silence, in darkness, with no love, no ideas, no care.
Lie there in sweet comfort, purring like that very cat,
Until death strokes you against the grain with its bony hand.

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