Текст песни Биоконструктор - Вечерний Блюз

Day worries will remain in the past
The evening will decorate the boulevards with lights.
I come back tired from work
Walking confidently on the sidewalk
Crowds of passers-by are moving towards me
The air is saturated with gasoline vapors.
In the age of scientific and technological revolutions are similar to each other
Homo Sapiens and car

Rustle of tires and breath of asphalt.
Artificial intelligence is reality
The air is stuffy like on the island of Malta
Slightly feverish, but normal.

Neon rain, cinder block prisms
The longing of the saxophone for something forgotten.
The life of mechanisms revolves in rhythm.
It seems to me that we are here in transit.

Rustle of tires and breath of asphalt.
Artificial intelligence is reality
The air is stuffy like on the island of Malta
Slightly feverish, but normal.