Текст песни Инна Корягина - Не лги мне

A city made for two
Headlights pouring fire.
The pavement at your feet -
This is my palm.

At night, they slouch at home.
The rain will slowly lick
From the warm plate of the street
The mark from your soles.

Chorus:
See, I'm in every banner.
You hear me in every hymn.
Just recognize me in the crowd
And never lie to me.

Deafening and high
And sometimes rude
My voice is the voice of the signage
And drainpipes.

The evening will soon cover the house
The windows are crushing light.
May I be a city
To hug you?