Lyrics Ганселло - Нелюбимый город

we are overcast here, you know.
in the mornings such chilly cold
get up, put something on
and welcome to the city

the city has long been accustomed to
to hectic disorder and traffic jams
he is without a gray cloud
hides life on concrete boxes

we have a solid movie here
about how it is necessary and as it is not necessary
and that's where someone is rubbing for wine
and someone is there in the trash Prada

and even here there are practically no bridges
but full of police booths
they say here lived love
and then she lost her mind

you know not see the stars
yes no one looks at the sky
The plan of life here is very simple
all need spectacles and bread

and now I get up and cold
dull windows of houses
hello unloved city
meet me i'm ready