Текст песни SUN Дали - New York

On the outskirts there is a rumor
What do you like as a crossword of letters
Uncovered at random
On the outskirts you walk
Under the house among the cars
With a whim in his jeans pocket
On the outskirts I go and under my feet mercury
Our quarrels, our disputes, doubts the salt
On the outskirts of the city
The fog turned into smoke
And my world is empty
And my world is empty
And my world is empty
And my world is empty
And my world is empty

pr: Lanes sing and antennas, like octopus
Fill in the brick veins
The sky is a gray trampoline, skyscrapers are growing
Argue passionately who will grow first
Urban controversies beat the webs
Yellow tongues of new cranes
Close the houses, close the hearts
Residents, cities, oceans

A world in which it is easy to buy
Particles of her love, thread the thread around her neck
And you have such an easy rhythm
It is clear and simple in appearance
Although he is already beaten
You, you're just inside the empty
As a lonely zero
You dream about how to buy love
But you know, it happens like this
What the principles are above the benefits
We are not on the path, good luck

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