9 грамм - Город дыма - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Not visible light due to the clouds disappeared those, the wind does not dispel the son of Son is a city of smoke, and there is always dark .x2

I do not know how much the night will last that it hides in the shade all around leaving only the silhouettes of the road, crossroads, alley, pedestrians even roofs of skyscrapers under the black sky. People owls are afraid of light, and the moon today is barely noticeable in the shade of our little round planet with yellow glare reflecting on the wet road fading glass tremble from the street roar of the city of sins there are thousands of reasons to be happy or cum badly, to madness it brings The crowd of the crowds are awesome anywhere who noticed the road back who is to blame, who is right here, for everyone their own truth will be happy if someone remembers us when it's not visible light because of dark clouds Wanderer relying the prose of winds will increase not yet one dozen cities But nothing will replace. These gray walls of old houses, and dark yards.

There are no light from the clouds disappeared by those, the wind does not dispel the Son Son is a city of smoke, and here it is always dark. How does this mad rhythm, you will ever stop at the marsh area Plugged bathpaths of picturesque temples flickering color advertising on large screens But millions of eyes do not see the truth I do not feel deceiving the sky tightened with a gray sawn fog dysfunctional blocks breathe a crime circle Kidalov Dalled negates regular regions of the State Service Punch Citizens know for everyone once under the channel twice. Some run in other people's countries closer to the ocean try everything in search of Nirvana to others like the stern nature of the Urals where smoke donkey on the city with a dark gray bedspread.