Текст песни Дмитрий Попов - Окна моего города

Music: Dmitry Popov
Artist: Dmitry Popov

You will not believe, but it happens
When my city lights turns on
I watch in the window where you are just people
Laugh, cry, forgive, love.

Meet new people good
And they do not want to regret the past.
And I pray to be less
In the grilled winds of tired hearts!

Chorus:
In the life of black and white ride,
But still not all the songs of the loss,
These windows of my city
My soul is shine everywhere!

And the time is melting like a ball of crumpled ...
Someone windows are not waiting back.
In closed shutters, words do not believe
But you try to knock on the door.

After all, at night dark so little light.
To whom, like windows, do not know about it?
And I pray to be less
In the grilled winds of tired hearts.

Chorus (2 times)