Текст песни VA84 и Санчес - Город

Sanchez and VA84 - City

Sanchez:
My city does not sleep and never will be
Expecting a miracle, as if there are no millions of fates here ...
As if there is ... nothing but coins
The same thousands of questions are waiting ... and since I'm here

Negativity is a little, positive and down with fatigue!
We are left with what is left for us - drop anchors!
You should not waste time in vain, and you will understand later
How simple drops of water break concrete ...

Like a simple word spoken once
Presses on the rest of life. Life is ours alone!
In my city [stop] specify in which
- I have a lot of them [shut up] questions will come later ...

And I'm talking about [and you ???] Between a couple of lines
Hundreds of them are hidden, but where are they? What are they talking about?
City lights burn in these little things
The fire is hidden, and it is from there, where the candle comes from ...

Chorus (Sanchez):
My city, please forgive me!
Sadness and sadness
Do not hold!
Do not carry
On a new day!
Figure out yourself
Give me strength
Get up!
Do not break!
Do not break!

VA84:
My city sleeps quietly surrounded by concrete
Surrounded by steel frames, monolith fences
In the dusk only in the morning there is silence
When cars fall silent, lie down in the bed of the body
Cases are suspended, do not buzz factories
Trams do not ring, rails rest from their trips
Only a janitor collects leaves
And ambulances are always on the alert
Doctors do not sleep in their daily shifts
They save people's lives under the light of lumen
In parts, firefighters do not slumber
They come forward abruptly by any signal
But, nevertheless, observe the silence of the night
Do not go where they are not called and do not wait
The city is silent, driving garbage on the asphalt, the wind
whispers to me how beautiful and cheerful he is ...

Chorus (Sanchez).

VA84:
The city of lonely streets, courtyards and squares
Golden dream in the dusk of my days
Aerial view such as thousands
Here dreams come true: someone finds, and someone searches all his life
He will not reach out if you go to the bottom
He saw many tears in his lifetime
And he will not become native to many of the inhabitants of these places.
The dirt will wash away from the streets with rain and will again give hope ...