Текст песни Владимир Передерий - Город Горловка

Music: Alena Stikhareva
Poems: Vladimir Peredery

1. I live in a seaside town
The famous picturesque Crimea
Where the boys chirp on the beaches
Build castles and catch the wave
Where in the winter I can’t wait for snow
And the asphalt washed by the rains
A wind without sleep and overnight
Howl at night when the city sleeps

But not Crimea - resort luxury
I see in my dreams so often
I'm on the railway
In a warm train, in a soft compartment
Suddenly I fly to Donbass to my homeland
In Gorlovka - the city of mines and factories
Where for heaps goes
The sun in the gray dust of the sky

City Horlivka, through the distances
Somehow beckons me so
As a medicine for wounded souls
Your tender warmth.

2. Until Shakhtar or until Victory
We will be thrown by a tram
And in the walk of the boulevard all the troubles
Dissolve by themselves
In Gorky Park, a merry-go-round mess
Will carry me youth home
Lead into the maze of dense greenery
And give peace of mind

Drown in the Station Tune
Standing on a foot bridge
Passenger is on the way
Commodity transports ore
A dispatcher to the speaker with an anguish
Again something slurred
And a cold beer merchant
He runs along the platform with hope.

City Horlivka, through the distances
For some reason, it attracts me so
As a medicine for wounded souls
Your tender warmth.

3. I woke up no mines and miners
No fatigue in the dark eyes
Sincere worldly talk
Peaceful whispers crumbled to dust
Everything around is already tense
Life rules business, then stress
And flies on sleepless roads
Not a tram, but a Mercedes.

City Horlivka, through the distances
For some reason, it attracts me so
As a medicine for wounded souls
Your tender warmth.