BRM - Биг сити лайф - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Big City Live, yes, you know this topic.

The theme of the big city is to reveal easily, but not everyone, I could be born anywhere, but born in Moscow, I could be in another Tus, but I am in BRM.

And this city never bother me, from the narrow dock of the center to the native entrance.

From the wheelbarrow to the inhibitory zhiguli.

Stay funny you Okay Okay

This summer in the city will be hotter than yesterday, this summer in the city there will be a fire brother. And in your hand her palm, now you are not alone I go with you.

We are sitting in the subway and write, the wheels of the rails of howl, the gray people around pour into the phones, in the pocket of the feather, Molotov.

Remove the cap I give the car three words * FITYP ONE LOVE *

We read in the microphone with guys only from the soul

no swords, there is only on the neck of the vein

I am waiting for the CE fans until

You will be none, I'll be thousands of you

Big City Laily will like a love lind.

It's like stroking a cat, on the nose powder.

if not Ashot then Masha hand

From the heart to the Sun, always with her face.

The theme of the big city will attend you exactly

The capital of our Motherland

It is a long time and firmly

Theme of the big city city one - Moscow

All Cunt Patzan Brm Moscow

What said yesterday - reflected today

And you the words - the operva decent

Do you encounter your words with salt with salt

Minutes of the joy of pain with me

legends chronicle streets where I live

Transmit from mouth to mouth

gave horror, in this banal rhythmostroke, send simple truths

No wonder I lived if he helped you find yourself

Native Moscow It remains so little

Native Moscow You are my weakness

Streets captured my victories

Streets that divided my troubles with me

Arches Tatters Wall House House

Singing feeling childhood youth and everything in your walls

I lived so little I want more

I lived so much about what life is wandering

Moscow Place meeting of all cities of Russian

Moscow Place meeting Brithogol and narrow

Death is worth living

And love is worth wait '- It said not Grisha Budapest, but Vitya Tsoi - Alternatively, the Eternal Capital Last Hero.

And maybe I will render you with your boss

But if you do not tell you who will tell you all this

the topic of the big city is not new but under the pop bit to reveal

on traffic jams goes

slow dog from the drawing will not save the cuckoo

and fox our life as zebra behind the band is another strip

what colour? Depends only on you

Watch do not confuse poles

and with a minus on plus mood from thought

what around me all areas of the capital

while there is a strength to live, I will be proud of her

And fucking Sat all selling governance with impudent persons

This is my ambitions my country is my city and my capital that breathes into a bit with my heart adding more kilogenets to the sound of life.

order on the street keeps the police for Lavee ready to accept the crime fucking

Life in the capital looks like a war of the Indians with a pale.

City organism and people microparticles

And while my hub is so from the Wizard's well burst your heads I want to take off like a bird

* You know all this is important for me,

All I have done, all the mistakes, all, is what I am now here.

If there would be no Togoto I would be already possible to others *

Metropolitan Romance, Artists Poets

and from candy candy from all over Russia Katt to you run

I love you

For friends and parents

For all I saw

and for love for you love

fists all in blood

When one and far you are in my heart I have my Moscow