Текст песни ArsA feat Miss Luxury - Полтава

To say that among us
I can not words
I describe the beauty
Unable to my mouth

And this beauty
Unfortunately people are not in fashion
Brick fences
Gently Hugs Lath

I see the night
Changes sun
And the first beam
Comes in my window

Someone goes to work
Without the strength and emotion
And someone with thoughts
What to do good

Your secrets
No one can solve
But who saw
He certainly must know

In every corner
You have strange marks
Your road and Museum
Unique parks

Not one poet wrote
And defined useful
paying attention
In landscapes in verse

Maybe you have
Never will flesh
But for all
Will the soul

I walk on the edges of Poltava
Where there is sadness, grief, the show know
I walk on the edges of Poltava
I inhale the city, the one who was, he knows

Its no seduced
fierce winds
Blowing fiercely from the sky
And I look at you

trying to understand
The essence of the moment
Where the river flows and
Where hope glove

Searching for the truth
In the vicinity of
And this strange news
Hidden so close

Maybe you want
Life in common
In the later time, without us
Without lamps

About my city
Already there is not one song
But I want to add something
That was intentional

No navmysto or dress
No need to ever
It is good magic
Surely when naked

And my heart beats
As for the first time
When the golden eagle
See us

So romantic
But who is right with us
Breathing ceased
Whisper softly my bass

My Poltava
Not big, not small
My Poltava
This is all that I love

My Poltava
I write you a letter
My Poltava
Betray you would not

My Poltava
Poetry houses
My Poltava
In autumn and winter

My Poltava
City melodramas
That I did
And would not you know?

I walk on the edges of Poltava
Where there is sadness, grief, the show know
I walk on the edges of Poltava
I inhale the city, the one who was, he knows

City bird with wings
The top downwards flies
It is a bird of the roof
What is it parhaye

Do not hit a nail into the heart
It does not know
As one who hode on the ground
She does not love

Let the dream of dreams
As she prays
In all thy sins
you forgive

More in your mind
She loses
Leave here your ashes?
Or where it is not?

I walk on the edges of Poltava
Where there is sadness, grief, the show know
I walk on the edges of Poltava
I inhale the city, the one who was, he knows