Текст песни Whining сhild - в городском глухом дворе

deaf in the city yard
do not grow flowers,
deaf in the city yard
you grow up .
deaf in the city yard
the wind carries dust,
a fairy tale in an urban courtyard
so boring as profit .
deaf in the city yard
gloom and fog ,
rain on the tin roof
It beats like a drum .
deaf in the city yard
no land - asphalt ,
birds in the city yard
sad echoes viola .
birds , children and beasts
Everyone needs space .
the sun enters into the courtyard
stealthily , like a thief .
deaf in the city yard
do not grow flowers,
how in the city yard
you grow up ?

1989