Текст песни Группа С.Г. И Музыканты Группы Сектор Газа - Город Мой

Group S.G - My City

Eighth floor, glazed balcony
I lit a goby and turned on the mafon
Opposite the yard, the boys are sitting
Something is cracking on the guitar
And in the distance the great cathedral shines
The stadium is visible through the trees
And the factory is still smoking
Multi-colored smoke like conflagration.

Chorus:
My city, your city
Our city is eralash
My city, your city
Our city is eralash

Lines of cars rush along the roads
Someone from the window slows down the girls
Homeless people gathered in backyards
Pouring something in papykh
They sit in the casino, they like to play
FUCK karaoke is very screaming
The guilty are beaten, where the party deepens
Musical boom - obscurations.

Chorus:
My city, your city
Our city is eralash
My city, your city
Our city is eralash

Eighth floor, glazed balcony
I smoke a bull, a mafon yells
I stand looking at my city
No other can replace me

Chorus:
My city, your city
Our city is eralash
My city, your city
Our city is eralash
My city, your city
Our city is eralash
My city, your city
Our city is eralash