Текст песни Яна Айнсанова - Мой город

My city
Words, Music, Execution - Yana Ainshanova

Every night I close my city
From sharp claws, teeth, predatory views
From skinny, hungry knives, arrows and guns
Those who are scary in darkness and grow

My city may seem abandoned
My city may seem empty to you
But he will not open the views not last
He will not open the looks of oblique
After all, the city is so fragile, helpless, breaking
Take it in the hands of the fish immediately

And you are very bright, you are very angry
Go through the streets in one gentle sound

You will be not so good and clean
You will sound through the walls of silence
Trembling, colorless air flow
River in my city, blood, movement, flying, breathing

Try my city to carry in the palms
In his infinity sinking color
My city can destroy rustle
After all, there is no blood in the heart of the city

Dry rivers, fixed air
Walls of silence, sand and ice
He is waiting for your light steps careful
He is waiting for your light steps wary
He is waiting, waiting, he is waiting and waiting ..