Текст песни Quietly - Город

Maybe not brightly here look Star
But they replace street lamps
Poisoned air bites into the nostrils
And the wind drafts pulls to the bone
According to the concrete jungle crawling early in the morning
On Saturday nights already otgremevshego

My city does not sleep
My city does not sleep
The city does not sleep

A sleepy town
The cries of motors
By clicking of heels
And let the news
Will open the windows of the shops
Cafes , restaurants for new guests
Roads, bridges, boulevards , sidewalks
And in the parks fill an alley

My city does not sleep
My city does not sleep

Cold morning over the city frowning
Collapse on the eve of the rainy sky
But in the lacrimal mass does not believe the infection
He is a city of contrasts is the city of lights