Текст песни Антон Лаврентьев - Потерялся в Милане

Mom, I got lost in Milan
The girls all Dolchigabane
How can I get out of this circle
You give at least a hand

People around like thieves
Right on Monte napalione
Beats on eyes Gucci, Prada
Oh, who cares

Chorus:
In Milan do not expect rain
In Milan do not expect rain
I exchanged our happiness on a drop of water

Instead change the world
Blots desert areas
Lights Apartments, millions of others
It does not seem to have hidden from our prying eyes
Do not look at the moment, lost in the crowd
So you need them, you and me
And do not try to understand
How do we get them
It remains to see her

Chorus.