Текст песни Metthew Perry - Москва feat Дима Reaktor Moscow feat Мизантропъ I Fansong

The sun went out the owner here darkness,
We are not tired of frantic lying.
Bottle of broken and rose in hand,
Short battle and left light.

We so live in the abode of evil,
Strong fist Bosha Cast.
Strong nerves from us do not take away,
Our city is alive, and we will die here.

The case here is the time and no need to words
No, we are not a sheep we are a flock of wolves.
We taught us the city of teeth to sharpen,
Ashes, fall out and live again.

We know the case and to hell,
Let our city be thriving in Moscow.
In white color and under the onslaught of darkness,
We are here the owners, only we.

And let we be cloving in tons of shackles,
And let surrounded by frantic pieces.
Boldly go, the values ​​of the head.
Our city of Moscow will live forever.

On sparrows, on clean ponds,
And on Arbat, fear was not visited.
North, Southwest, West, East,
We are beginning in Moscow and we are the result.