Текст песни Пекин Роу-Роу - На улицах города...

On the streets of the city, possibly south of Argentina,
Coming like a punishment from heaven, a night carnival
Buried face in the dazzling brilliance of the drape
I tried you, but I could not restrain you.

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So go into this smoke, this rage, this drunken lust
Stagger, roll into this shaky, flowered hell
You know yourself - only salute soot will settle
You will be pulled here, so pulled back.

Ferocious masks, lingering screams of merchants
Alien eyes and alien incoherent speech
And I can’t, and perhaps it's too late
To save you from yourself.

Chorus.

And music whose rhythms painfully injure
And laughter that sounds like a whip
And you, like a fish, tight, shiny, you find
Grab all this bedlam with a distorted mouth.

Chorus