Текст песни Этажи - Запах Бензина

gasoline smell
broken windows
fake tears
decorate the canvases
old children
bright fairy tales
dead people
masked
the night continues
spin this city
the one who is weaker
will feel cold
gasoline smell
leaky walls
louder and louder
siren screams
screaming dogs
and the cry of the gun
running passers-by
everyone is waiting for dawn
gasoline smell
blood on the wrist
the sun woke up
here it is happiness
no time to sleep
chilled body
we will play
because we wanted so
see how the city
will paint everything with color
and the smell of gasoline
will disappear at the same time

black abyss
pale faces
We continue
play, have fun