Текст песни van basten boutique - В памяти Полины

where thousands of people are not born for happiness
walk the shadow crossing the city of Gangsters
Your three hundred days are about to end.
with control checks for strength
And soon we will disappear
From the memory of Polina
In the memory of Polina
We will not have a place
Not burdened with care and attention
and easier to deny the fact of existence
Your three hundred days are about to end.
with control checks for strength
And soon we will disappear
From the memory of Polina
In the memory of Polina
We will not have a place