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in my city does not breathe
and that it would be so hard to take
Thought lost, you need to keep quiet
But so I want to cry sometimes

Shout! Streets and roofs
Shout. City rotten
Shout! Consciousness is all below
Shout. No one will hear ...

wind carries memories.
quiet echo of past confessions.
the severity of pounced on my shoulders.
my disease and no cure

Shout! Streets and roofs
Shout. City rotten
Shout! Consciousness is all below
Shout. No one will hear ...

enemies. fortunately, it was not found.
friends - abandoned and destroyed.
on the strings of the guitar left the soul.
We do not need anyone other than music.

Shout! Streets and roofs
Shout. City rotten
Shout! Consciousness is all below
Shout. No one will hear ...