Текст песни Группа ЗАВТРА - Город

Come back to our city, which is not ours,
but to call it allow
words - two hundred years, a hundred there -
woven into its landscape,
and let nothing will give pain
missed the loss.

Chorus:
Memory pierced through these streets.
We were regulars at the Hotel River Station
We thought we were the other matters,
But whether we are in it, whether in the city have lost.

Give me the music here
It sounds still open
the passage of time, memory and rooms ...
But the mute button in the entrance.
And there comes a monotone
in the shadow of their own, as sharp.

Chorus.

Leaving the city of words
we kind of ellipsis.
Vessels in the form of rainwater
pipes, gutters and alleys.
And happiness comes to the line of ...
And decreases moaned.