Текст песни Чи-Ли и Гоша Куценко - день ночь

Poor artist Belit Canvas,
And the river Neva carries out bridges in the morning.
In the courtyard buzzes the defortion,
It may rain, and I called without an umbrella.

How would I find her in this world
And not to lose, which is more difficult.
Life would live with her until the condense of days
Even more difficult ...

Chorus:
Day - Night, still ... Black and white cinema.
("Hi, how are you?" And again fled ...)
Day-night, how are you there? Maybe nevertheless, not in vain in the syllables
Good fairy tales read us in childhood?

People run routing,
Fight about the glass as in the darkness of the moth.
Somewhere in traffic jams sleep in reality,
It may rain, but I can have an umbrella.

How would I find it in this world
And not to lose, which is more difficult.
Life would live with him until the condense of days
Even more difficult ...

Chorus:
Day - Night, still ... Black and white cinema.
("Hi, how are you?" And again fled ...)
Day-night, how are you there? Maybe nevertheless, not in vain in the syllables
Good fairy tales read us in childhood?

Do not let me go, do not let go ...
Do not let go, do not let me go!
Do not let go...