Текст песни Песочные Люди - Под Ворошиловским мостом

Under the bridge Voroshilovsky dad Rostov
Under Voroshilovsky bridge river lies canvas
Between banks, between dreams
Between the maternity hospital and a cross dad Rostov

And escapes my mind
There, where the time draws sunset
Where after a night of star
It is impossible to go back

And I do not remember, I'm a river or lyrics
Or am I just watch on the banks
Under the bridge Voroshilovsky
Pope Rostov

[Psycho]
Under the bridge Voroshilovsky
Pope Rostov
How many sunrises and sunsets
Beautiful words said ropes connected

And how many of their arms and legs
How many broken bottles on their heads
The cooled rolls and gutted bags
Prisunut local recesses

And how many barefoot slipped away,
When the blade is beginning to climb at a press
Who decided on sick little cut
And someone just tore, and he stepped down

Under the bridge Voroshilovsky
Pope Rostov
How much evil as good
From one to the other side and scored

[Marinessa]
Under the bridge Voroshilovsky dad Rostov
Under Voroshilovsky bridge river lies canvas
Between banks, between dreams
Between the maternity hospital and a cross dad Rostov

(2 times)
And escapes my mind
There, where the time draws sunset
Where after a night of star
It is impossible to go back

And I do not remember, I'm a river or lyrics
Or am I just watch on the banks
Under the bridge Voroshilovsky
Pope Rostov