Текст песни СМОЛА 2013 Город 312 - Доброе утро, страна

I walk through the alleys, in the rays of warm light
People sleep without sparing, early hours and somewhere
Opens the door to the future.

Window as filmstrips, the world display
And composed rhymes that delights
The colors of happiness points, my city put on.

Chorus:
Good morning, country
It has long been time to wake up
You would not believe the weather whispers, the sun shines
And smiles from heat.

Soft velvet wind ruffled my hair
The world is awash in the summer and as if blinded
Phone boxes and wires.

The feeling of freedom I am filled with light
By your transitions run and overtake
All problems - forget about them forever.

Chorus.