Текст песни Юлия Балабанова - Маленький город - запись 2008 года

SMALL TOWN

On a bike with shiny knitting needles
Bestia rides with big eyelashes -
Red strands of rope retinue,
A yard suite is worn nearby.

Ah how this little town got tired
From her leprosy!
Ah, a pharmacy, a post office, a train station -
Another circle, one more time
Many more times ...

On a car with shiny wings
Beast cuts dusty roads -
In the fiery ringlets butterflies swirl
Chickens huddle under the benches in horror.

Ah how this little town got tired
From her quirks!
Ah, a pharmacy, a post office, a train station -
She is still here
For some reason here ...

On rails to the capital from the city of sleeping
Bestia rushes after glory brilliant ...
No longer see you, the streets are sleepy, dark,
A fiery flare through the carriage windows.

Ah how this little town got tired
From her, but here -
Ah, he didn’t think, didn’t know
That only she lives
He is only waiting for her ...

Ah how this little town got tired
Without her leprosy!
Ah, a pharmacy, a post office, a train station -
Another circle, one more time
Many, many times ...

10/21/2005