Текст песни 100 - Лет Одиночества

There is an opinion
Here is winter until April.
There is an opinion -
Death is staying at Angleterre.
The earth has a system of underground passages.

Winding ribbons of the river and the walls,
Rains will test for durability.
And in our veins Scotch mixes
And the melt Neva.
Here is a new chapter.
A hundred years of loneliness and nicotine
And I inhale the smoke
You live the regimes.
And the points passed.
Again night and a hundred years of solitude
Scotch and melt Neva.

There are versions, this city of depression.
There are versions, here time falls into reverse.
And we are the heroes of Jay Fox.
Let's see from above
Vervi to the city,
Ships go away.