Текст песни Купер и Ёлка - Девочка Гонконга

In the port of Hong Kong I sat on the pier for a long time,
I looked somewhere into the distance, where junks were swinging on the waves.
I relaxed, watched the fishermen, spit into the ocean -
Circles on the water confused me.
The Chianti bottle is already empty in my hand.
I was in anguish - there was no lava on my pocket.

An alien city stood behind me.

Under a dark red sky
Hong Kong Girl.
Hong Kong Girl.
Hong Kong Girl.