Текст песни Честер - До утра

[Verse 1, Chester Nebro]:
The hands of the clock indicated midnight.
Above Babylon, a cyclone enters my salon
Lightning discharges through the windshield.

Lonely solo on the radio waves.
Cold smoked smoked floyd.
This is the voice of a hungry city
Notes with smoke go out the window.

Silent movie characters
Against the background of cased apartment buildings.
A paralyzed sleep organized to me knits.
Plunging to the bottom

And again not a word about them in the reports.
The night turned back
And black gouache paints landscapes.
I feel a little chill

But I can't feel my legs
This feeling is not new
I feel light could.
I keep breathing it in again and again.

Darkness drew the blade and under this cover
Like an enchanted city of dead roads.
It’s half past one at night.

[Chorus]:
Winds blow in this city
Guitars don't play in the yards
We will stay here until morning.
Spend the night in the depths of these arches.

Where people do not see good
Under the soles on the sidewalks
And on the way to lost paradise
Each day lived as a gift.

Winds blow in this city
Guitars don't play in the yards
We will stay here until morning.
Spend the night in the depths of these arches.

Where people do not see good
Under the soles on the sidewalks
And on the way to lost paradise
Each day lived as a gift.

[Verse 2, Chester Nebro]:
Again, to the thread wet among these houses,
But I don’t feel wet fibers,
The lines fall on the wet sheet.
Rain drumming down the gutters.

Time sums up
This is a doctor who will treat us, but not touch us.
I'm going east again
Watching the stars through binoculars.

We should think about a lot.
I thought about a lot only yesterday at the fire.
The era of stagnation among new buildings.
Brother, I ask you not to waste time.

This night undermining the foundations is not worth it for us to die for it.
As the world collapses, we rebuild bridges.
Otherworldly previously have no right to disturb your dream.
But it's time to leave zero gravity
When the horizon breaks out in fire.

A new day will be a new day will be digitized in it.
My sun will penetrate your house.
And in the rays of it again bewitched.
City of killed roads outside the window.
The clock is half past six.

[Chorus]:
Winds blow in this city
Guitars don't play in the yards
We will stay here until morning.
Spend the night in the depths of these arches.

Where people do not see good
Under the soles on the sidewalks
And on the way to lost paradise
Each day lived as a gift.

Winds blow in this city
Guitars don't play in the yards
We will stay here until morning.
Spend the night in the depths of these arches.

Where people do not see good
Under the soles on the sidewalks
And on the way to lost paradise
Each day lived as a gift.
In this city, winds blow.