Текст песни Мир Огня - Танго Плачущего Города

Quiet awake -
Maybe there was simply no reason -
At the dawn of the cold table
I sit on the knee in the city.
Locked - no fly or fall.
Cold, was cold -
This wind, silently laughing
Exposes sides iskholenye ...

All the same - no matter what it was,
Who would not hit the glass hands,
Prepare keys
In this city enter alarming.
Sky, like a mad shadow
Licked to blue,
Falls into it,
Come on home care.

Let me close the windows!
Let me close the door!
Let me forget the city
Hurry!

Maybe, in the palm of your
There is a place,
Where would gather in the Pool of Tears
Hot!
Be Quiet!
You hear a song?
It's not me!
This city is empty
in the depths of my crying ...

Let me close the windows!
Let me close the door!
Let me forget the city
Hurry!