Текст песни Александр Буйнов - В Париже ночь

The airport is so unsociable
I'm alone again
In the words of sorrow is the firmament
Your plane drew them.

In Paris, night, in New York evening,
One call and I am to you
Through the clouds I fly towards
Over the river of lights.

I will dissolve in skyscrapers
I’m rushing a hundred different meetings
And your Paris was wrapped in a dream
The accordion sings with longing.

In Paris, night, in New York evening,
One call and I am to you
Through the clouds I fly towards
Over the river of lights.

Over the river of lights.