Текст песни Сломанный воздух - Южный проспект

cut asphalt
Glass and a little sorry
Trolley buses by themselves
Tighten your wires
Concrete steles homes
Swing Old Court
They would fly up above the roof
But I do not know, but you're sleeping

Highway heat melts
On the highways buzzing train
Sleeping areas day silence
Glare glass high-rise buildings

trampled parquet
The windows look at the & quot; South Street & quot;
Substations district hum
With people merges into the flat noise
Forgotten calendar, which struck off in February
And you can jump through the roof
But I do not know, but you're sleeping .