Текст песни птички в глитче - мой город

My city is drowning in darkness, people leaving trams
will not come back again. no matter how much we did not want to.
matter is covered in a black summer sky,
Now everything spilled on us, though in April.

if in April it spilled everything to us.

tattoo on the pavement of the dead birds,
the wind debris flies, fly someone's notes.
my gloomy city, shrouded in riddles,
and its future, I imagine dull.

the future of his dull imagine.

my city - a dark spot on the map,
subzero temperature, always cold.
heavy rain, snow, hail, clouds,
one thing may fall in the best case.

at best, one can fall.

my city gray, very gray city in the world,
streets dullness enters the apartment.
have rolled away the clouds and moisture,
and dreams would be more terrible never dreamed of.

nightmares never dreamed would be more.