FluiR Lyrics (English Translation) – Boza

FluiR (English Translation) Lyrics Meaning

You just don’t let me flow. How do you expect us to be stable? If there are good times, you’re unstable. The relationship isn’t right, and that’s noticeable

The singer is feeling trapped. He wants things to move smoothly between them, but whenever things seem good, she stirs up problems again. He’s tired of the constant back-and-forth, and it’s obvious to him that the relationship just doesn’t feel right anymore. There’s no balance, and that’s really starting to show.

You don’t want me to talk to you when you’re angry. But without communication, nothing gets done. I don’t understand, M*mmy, what you want me to do. This isn’t a fairy tale

He’s frustrated because when she’s upset, she shuts down and won’t talk, but then expects everything to magically fix itself. He’s trying to understand her, but he’s lost. He reminds her this is real life, not some perfect story where problems just disappear.

I accept that you’re toxic, but you’re overdoing it. You make me want to run away, that’s why I’m leaving home. I want it to be real, no fake smiles. I want to be with you, but everyone gets tired

He knows the relationship has its flaws, and he’s accepted some of the negativity, but now it’s too much. It’s gotten so bad he feels like running away just to breathe. He’s craving something real and honest, not pretending everything’s okay. Love’s important, but so is mental peace.

We’re water and electricity. I ask for simplicity. There’s no equity here. I give you more than you give

He compares their relationship to two things that don’t mix well—dangerous when forced together. He wants something easier, more fair. Right now, he’s putting in more than he’s getting, and it’s draining him.

You make me lose security. I don’t know peace anymore. So you screw up. And you’re the one who’s leaving

She makes him feel unsure and unsettled. Then, even when she’s the one who causes problems, she’s the one walking out. It’s not fair, and he’s left dealing with the emotional mess.

And no, uh-oh. I don’t want to get away from you. It’s just that you only think about yourself. And this is a relationship between two

He’s not trying to walk away because he doesn’t care—he does. But he’s tired of her being selfish in something that should be shared. He feels alone in a relationship that’s supposed to be about both of them.

I don’t. I want premature happiness. You make me sick, you’re the flu without the cough. And I’ll have to tell you Goodbye

He doesn’t want temporary, fake joy anymore. Being around her feels toxic, like an illness that lingers. It’s tough, but he knows he has to say goodbye for his own sanity.

You just don’t let me flow. How do you expect us to be stable? If there are good times, you’re unstable. The relationship isn’t good, and that’s noticeable

He’s back to his main point: she’s not letting him breathe or be himself. Even in good times, she brings instability. It’s clear to him now that they aren’t working.

You don’t want me to talk to you when you’re angry. But without communication, nothing gets done. I don’t understand, M*mmy, what you want me to do. This isn’t a fairy tale

Again, he’s stuck in the same loop—no talking, no understanding. He wants to fix things, but she’s not making it easy. It’s exhausting.

What are you trying to do? You leave and come back. You come back and go. After stealing my peace

She’s constantly coming and going, playing with his heart. This back-and-forth is messing with his peace of mind. He feels used and unsettled.

Today it rains, the flowers dry. Gravity changes, the sun darkens. Life dies, but tomorrow dawns. Bad things perish and calm grows

He gets a bit philosophical here. Life has dark days and sad times, but good days follow. Pain fades eventually. It’s a reminder to himself that things will get better.

That happens sometimes, it’s part of every day. Not all days are the same, today there’s melancholy. Tomorrow there’s sadness, the day after joy. You continue with your thing, I’ll continue with mine. I loved you, I swear I loved you. I thought you were firm, but you turned out crooked, crooked

He’s accepting that emotions change from day to day. He’s decided to go his own way now. He did love her—he really did—but she wasn’t who he thought she was. She changed, and not in a good way.

It’s that you don’t let me flow. How do you expect us to be stable? If there are good times, you’re unstable. The relationship isn’t right, and that’s noticeable

He ends where he began, repeating that same feeling of being stuck. He just wanted peace, something steady—but with her, that was never possible.