Текст песни Романоф - Одиночество любви

Our music is hopelessly outdated
Our thoughts roll hopelessly into the abyss
Our feelings sit on the likes and drive them
And it hurts my soul, give me agility
Well, and then on your smartphone you will press the only button
And your love will fly from Moscow to New York

From Moscow to New York
Through open windows
Flies over the world without an address, look
This cry of loneliness of love.
From Moscow to New York
Through open windows
Flies over the world without an address, look
This cry of loneliness of love.

Each time has its own order, its own heroes
Looking for songs, poems or recitatives
The same truths, doubts, delusions, heroes
And the desire is the same just to be happy
Well, and then on your smartphone you will press the only button
And your love will fly from Moscow to New York