Lyrics Дмитрий Ль - Только не улетай

I say that I trample paths in Rome. And in response I hear: "no longer lie to me." And among the thousands of passers-by walking by, I still look for faces with something similar. And you know, you still continue to dream me, in masquerades, in birds flying in the sky; once, in the image of the brigantine sunk at the bottom, the name remained distinguishable, the contours - in the mud. My subcortex unmistakably sets you apart: in the landscape, in the smells, in the color, in the smallest details. Change, hide under the masks - you can't hide, just .... don't fly away ... a carefree bird into someone else's sky!