Текст песни 9 грамм - Город Дыма

I can not see light from behind the clouds
Gone are those wind does not scatter Smoke
Son is a city of smoke, and there is always temno.x2

I do not know how long this will last night
What hides in the shadows all around leaving only silhouettes
Roads, crossings, lanes, pedestrians, even under the roofs of skyscrapers black firmament.

People are afraid of owls light, And the moon barely visible today
Hidden in the shadow of our little round planet
The yellow glare reflected in the wet pale
Glass shaking rumble from the street Sin City

There are thousands of reasons that would be happy
Or finish bad, mad bring this turmoil Riding the suitcase awkward crowd hurrying you will notice for a way back

Who is to blame, who is right here, to each his own truth
We will be glad if someone will notice us when the
I can not see light from behind the dark clouds
Traveler relying prose winds will pass more than a dozen cities, but that is not no substitute.
These gray walls of old houses, courtyards and dark.

I can not see light from behind the clouds
Gone are those wind does not scatter Smoke
Son is a city of smoke, and there is always temno.h2

It absorbs head bustle of the vast metropolis
This frantic pace vryatli ever stop
In the new neighborhoods are built marsh area
Subway branches grow in different directions

Transfused bathed picturesque temples
Blinking colored advertising on large screens
But millions of eyes can not see the truth does not feel deception sky is gray mist sawn

Disadvantaged neighborhoods breathe criminal circle kidalovo Zana negavaet regular raids gos.sluzhby punch people know for each one under the channel but not the fact that skanaet twice.

Some flee to foreign countries closer to the ocean try everything that got in search of nirvana
Another liking the harsh nature of the Urals
Where the smoke settled on the city's dark gray veil.