Текст песни Владимир Фадеев - Люди из мегаполиса

City on the map, among the green background
I have been once I'm there,
Well, as it happens, - I am seen from the wagon
The territory of its scale scares
The city is growing on the sides of the forest are cut down
Swamp hide asphalt,
Bulldozers, earth grind
Ponaplodilos lot of residents,
Himself in concrete walls muruyut
Roads, bridges across the river, parks
Mermaid escape from local lakes
There were lonely doves
And those are not very comfortable
In the hectic rhythm of a megacity
They live well, by the way
People like shadows, sediment
Scurry through the maze of the city
Without thinking much mired
In the bustle of the concrete cold
Melts the sky with smoke
Flowing lava gray road
People from the metropolis
The current life of the gods
The gods, fallen to the ground
Dew omyvshie faces
Thin strips in a stampede
Wander like a string
Tired of living on "Olympus"
Lost its validity
dig slowly
Each his own grave
Immortality will fly sunk
Forgot what the power of consciousness
All shine as dim
Mind of my ignorance
Build peace theory
Look at the sky bug
Each himself denoting
Ksivu, a piece of paper with a stamp
Thunder stronger laughs
The man to cross again
People from the metropolis
The gods, the empty word