Текст песни ВЕТО - Город Контрастов 2011

Tall buildings that the sky is collected in a circle
I for one another romance
I always looked at the edge of a metropolis
And it is unlikely to give him my heart
And I do not want to be hostage to the fashion and dvizhek
Do not pull to the stars, I live close to the ground
While here they can be seen at a glance
And the fog smog wind for more hijackings
From the center to the side a little here and a forest
Island of silence due to concrete curtain
Mooring ship under that ragged wandering
Melts Orange Day corners of buildings
And you know, there are those who roads and important
More than exchange rates, garters, sale
Even it does not matter to me views
And you hardly visible rippling ocean
Gaze at the prospect that looks more like a lane
And the whole city, to the metropolis, corner
But I love him, I am angry, the same that he feeds me
In the depths of the heart on the city outskirts.
And my roots with the prospectus had to weave
Now you know where to find me
When the fire is not burning eyes and fuse disappeared
Away from artificial stars I choose the forest