Текст песни Город хрустальных ветров - текст

Play in the windows of cafes, shops
The lights passing cars.
There's a completely different life
For mirrors ...
It is a city-vision.
His reflection - I think I, or you,
Traffic lights, mirages,
Pedestrians ghost ...

Chorus. For mirrors - crystal winds.
I walk along the avenue,
I see in the windows of someone's house
Circling in the sky crystal bird.
Why they can not sit still
In the city of crystal winds?
Reflection - a shade of color.
Just shade. Just the shadow of someone else's dreams.

Some boy too confident,
Secretly watching me.
Makhno I hand him
Not turning.
The boy embarrassed, lowered eyelashes.
He could have become a prince showcases
Amazing country.
I could be a prince!

Chorus.