Текст песни Антон Лаврентьев и L'acoustique - Париж

Paris casts shadows
ticket to Moscow - late
and the air is too sweet
today to the ends of the world
and tomorrow I'm broke
how hard it is to say "Fly"

let for these miracles
someone else is beating
I will leave for myself
a couple of lines over Moscow
nothing else to catch
and not sleep at night
we dreamed of living
so bored living

multi-storey lights -
like a movie pieces just
I measure with steps
apartments empty island
I confuse night with night
I feel like a phonite
new day zenith is acute

let for these miracles
someone else is beating
I will leave for myself
a couple of lines over Moscow
nothing else to catch
and not sleep at night
we dreamed of living
so bored

changed places
looked at the city
intertwined at night
cold and heat

let for these miracles
someone else is beating
I will leave for myself
a couple of lines over Moscow
nothing else to catch
and not sleep at night
we dreamed of living
so bored living