Текст песни Арсен Мірзоян і Олександр Положинський - Фура і артисти

They did not come to the city
bread wagon and artists.
It did not seem intentional
as her eagle tears her down

And neither bread nor sights,
And you don't throw anything.
Everyone follows what you say.
As you say - do not touch the scenes

They didn't come to town
Wagons and artists
Yellow editions are spreading the tiles.
They play the drama
for morning coffee,
Compassionate meanwhile.
And actually it's worth it
to understand the truth -
everything that has happened remains unchanged.
And in intermission as if
enough bread,
But the stage is no longer him

And you were all for coffee,
And I didn't go.
Not health then things -
I found some reasons.
Then he didn't believe for a long time
There are many things in life,
When told in the news,
That you no longer have.

And all the conversations are exciting,
Shared plans are not implemented.
Griefs are flooded,
They are sung by songs.
The days are once sunny,
Sad and tired
Painful again
In the heart the wounds are renewed.

They didn't come to town
Wagons and artists
Yellow editions are spreading the tiles.
They play the drama
for morning coffee,
Compassionate meanwhile.
And actually it's worth it
to understand the truth -
What has happened remains unchanged.
And in intermission as if
enough bread,
But the stage is no longer him

Suddenly everyone was around, (everyone was unexpected)
every brother and friend to you (and every brother and friend to you)
Unexpected (and already as it is) and already as it is,
You left everyone to your own (and leave everyone ... your own)