Lyrics Вил Русаков и Юлия Русакова - Пыль

Car froze
Quiet jazz plays in a huge city
Desires have cooled
And noisy weekdays no longer bother us

2 minutes earlier 2 minutes later
This city is not for us
From the wind lips like sand
I almost confused you and me
Your confessions between the lines
And my desires to dust

Smoke appliances
And erased the soles once again
Listen carefully
Quiet jazz plays in a huge city

2 minutes more than 2 minutes less
This city is not for us
From the wind lips like sand
I almost confused you and me
Your confessions between the lines
And my desires ...
From the wind lips like sand
I almost confused you and me
Your confessions between the lines
And my desires to dust

Cut off my dreams between meetings
My thoughts in a half-jam
And in the shadow of fastidious train stations
There are no stops on the route
Striped sky
Scrolling through the blank pages
I dream not there and not with those
Only dust in the midday faces

From the wind lips like sand
I almost confused you and me
Your confessions between the lines
And my desires ...
From the wind lips like sand
I almost confused you and me
Your confessions between the lines
And my desires to dust