Текст песни Pianoбой - Порту

you leave magazines and coffee
gray dress pink sneakers
will draw a small Boeing
little euro
yellow card

and the port of thousands of streets
grater rubbed bridges
fell asleep while in port
to hell

Yellow-train
you will reach the bed before dark
feelings also get into the habit
but it does not hurt if the wine

and in the port of thousands of streets
grater rubbed bridges
fell asleep while in port

Do not loosen your embrace
do not let me free
I forget everything except
we are one but us to do evil will be three tablets

and you leave leave magazines and coffee
gray dress pink sneakers
will draw a small Boeing
and me to start
you have to yourself
in Port