Текст песни Данни Белый - V

In the dark of the broken yards
Brad alien on the streets.
I'm tired and not waiting for nothing
Under the weight of the night stuffed.
Runs around the rails tram,
Staying with me by headlights,
I smile and I don't seem to be sorry
that the paths with blood wounds
Divided. If only parents
Praised pride in a crystal glass.
Hometown forgot me, apparently
Let go to the Kursk station.

I came and stand in the crowd:
All shout, everyone is running, everything is teased.
And I feel like a foreigner,
stranger, etc., etc.