Текст песни Резиновый дедушка - Сестра

This city is out, two hundred years old
And in him the power has never changed
And ugly girls are not nice white light
And in empty apartments there’s nothing more to steal
Everyone knows how and lives
This city is rolling in a dream
Where it goes - no one will understand
Everyone thinks about different things and is silent about one thing.
Everyone thinks about different things and is silent about one thing.
          
   Sister, sister, loosen the reins,
   In the morning, in the morning on old yeast
   Sister, sister, I'm sick in the morning.

Pavement is over - further dirt
Our time is up, what else are we waiting for?
This city is Samson tearing its jaws
Random passerby in the eternal rain
And I'm the brother of boredom, I'm the son of longing
And the mailbox stays empty
Stop my heart, turn off my brains
And I will immediately become mine in this city