Текст песни Мой Париж - В городе без Солнца

- In the city without the Sun -
(Music of the group My Paris, the words Anton Makarova)

Gun ranged
Birds scattered -
In the city without sun
There are no clocks.
In the city without sun
Looking for inspiration

Slow people
In blue wagons.
Whispering your songs
Repeat notes.
City hugs
Rings for memory.

In the city without the Sun -
Affectionate hands.
In the city without sun
Sleep sounds.
Time flies
In the city without the sun,
In the city without the sun ...

And not tired
Rivers over the canals
Orbitam people -
Stars for pockets.
In the dark to the touch,
Heart hearing chapels

In the city without the Sun -
Affectionate hands.
In the city without sun
Sleep sounds.
Time flies
In the city without the sun,
In the city without the sun ...