Текст песни ВВК - Городской романс...2000-й год

The legs are knocked out in the grinding from moisture Suglink,
Clouds are drunk about an old black card.
Rain will divide on equal two halves
Our secret dates are obsessive cargo.

Be sure the sky under something heavy,
As if the donkey cow was poured milk.
Gloomy wind autumn over the city naked
In your windows whispering my name is simple.

On the way, your busty, this sound is only a hindrance.
Parting, Make: Farewell ... Leave ...
And the precipitate of tired bitter laughter
Spicy pain pierces a weak breast exhale.