Текст песни Гевал - Городской роман

On the avenues of book pages
One hundred people worried asking encore
And the mouth of the actor got his foot on the ledge
Urban Novel had their say
Misted glass of wine filling
Dress slipped off night game table
On the drainpipe rain played outside

Autumn. Cold gray sky
And the bridges over the Neva
Ancient winged sphinxes
Frozen over black water
As through the labyrinth of the scenery
Where no passers-by, hurrying home
He walked into the dark thoroughfare,
Knocking black cane on the pavement

Quiet door creaked. On the brick wall
A shadow passed disappeared in the darkness
Leaning on a cane, he looked at the marina
Wind from the Neva brandy diluted

Intoxicating as the opium of each phase,
When her sense inhale a
As in the abyss of glass night tram
See that the abyss looks into you
Sharing the madness and genius,
As darkness separating the light of a lantern,
Mind rushes to extremes,
Maim about this region
Going through the eyes of the letters in the yellow pages
Leafing through binding to pieces
Crazy thoughts and horror on the faces
Here the mind as an admission fee

With lifeless eyes, look like paintings,
On a slippery ledge stepping foot
Watching these dirty, dusty windows
And yellow facade with downpipe
Web of veins swell with makeup
We shadows coming down from the stage to laughter
And stone look down look of stucco
Fascinated looking at the top

And a hundred people were waiting worried encore
And the mouth of the actor got his foot on the ledge
One hundred people worried asking encore
And the mouth of actor stone rushed down