Текст песни Алексей Кияйкин - В солидных городах...

The solid urban dream of a pass ,
And the entrance to anybody are not admitted.
Gone mirages come garages
Even fairy tales do not take into account .

It is futile to wait at the locked doors ,
Not hearing a human voice -
Blind town took refuge from sin
And sleep is dominated by black and white dreams .

In the morning, someone will look out of the window after ,
Pursuit squeaks old bed ...
And somewhere there is an open house for all -
But where are they , and how to get there ?

1987