Текст песни Гансело - Нелюбимый город

we've got overcast, know
in the morning a timid cold
get up, put on something
and welcome to the city
however city long accustomed
to the confusion and bustle of traffic jams
gray cloud it is faceless
hides life by concrete boxes
we know there continuous film
about how necessary and how not to
and that's someone out there for the ruble on wine
and who is there in the trash Prada
and yet there is practically no bridges
but full of police booths
They say love living here
and then lost her mind
You know it is not visible stars
but no one looks at the sky
Life here is very simple plan
all need bread and circuses
and then I get up and cold
dull windows of houses
hello least favorite city
I am ready to meet me