Текст песни А. Киреев - Город не пускает

They say a good sign
If the rain caught you on the road
Naposlezhok us to send the summer
Rain so that the Lord, forgive!
Black cat runs across the path
Wet cold water
It just does not let the city -
He is jealous of the other cities.

Here, for the old board fence
Hook the shade of poplar trees
Here, for the unlucky gorole
I hooked my destiny
No one in no blame
I'd run away, but only trouble is:
City of itself does not release
He is jealous of the other cities.

To warm salt Azov,
To reindeer horns
My escape was organized for a long time
Like snakes, let me on the run
But longing pull hard Tokay -
From it not to get to anywhere -
It is not just a city pauskaet,
He is jealous of the other cities

And it tut not in the pines and swamps -
Who said you can not zhitb without them?
There is in the world something important
Maybe home, work and friends
Perhaps, dear girl,
Maybe another Madame ...
In general, the city is not simply let -
He is a jealous drugmi city.