Текст песни А. Шестак - Город картонных людей

City of cardboard people

On every corner only malice and flattery,
Top cries guitars.
You can live longer, but not here.
Who invented this nightmare?

Everyone gave out masks, everyone on a gun,
Here weak from the birthday target.
Homeless children are akin to Voronus,
For them last one day.

Chorus:

City of cardboard people,
Smells entered into my heart
Empty houses without doors,
Everything is somehow not so in this place.

City of cardboard people,
On the landfill bags with clouds,
And flocks of hungry animals
Given into the sky claws.

Cruel ideas tightening rains
More and more, stronger and stricter.
Bend direct paths from pain,
And something is very difficult to change.

There are hot jesters in the city,
But each year is less and less.
They guard rotten bridges
In case of the visit of the internal.

Chorus:

Wherever you go - the wind is only in the face,
So how to reach the end?
In the entrances glitter the fists of the scoundrels,
The killers live in the palaces.

On the brave actions of the print shame
On the books resting dust.
And soon the dawn will disappear forever,
There is no fairy tales here, there is only a friend.

Alexander Shestak

2010.