Текст песни Wall Street - Харків-Київ

In the courtyard of a heat bake
Birds are chirping, it's spring
I collect things I go
All people go and hurry
Two metropolitan areas are screaming
The rock jungle is already burning
Engines growl buzzing
Caen in traffic jams are standing

Kharkiv-Kiev flight one
I'm going, I'm not alone
Kiev-Kharkiv flight is terrestrial
Two capitals, my land

I am far in the subway station
The stars do not go to the subway
The underground track is humming
I'm going to a friends meeting

Having visited these cities
You see a look of astonishment
You see the view of this world
The joy of happiness as a flight