Текст песни Митя Фомин - Огни Большого Города

Opening windows GROWTH
Today I have a new Mayakovsky.
Entangled streets, yards,
Where until the early hours with you, we were lost.
Under the ragged rain
For black glasses again
We meet, drink coffee,
In silence, without looking up.

Chorus:
All right, I have to go.
Between tomorrow and yesterday - the sea of ​​illusion.
Breaking the armature
Begin to live from scratch - trust and love!
Aliens in the new countries,
His old maps,
Religion deception
The lights of the big city.

Somewhere in those whom we love,
But black glasses people
Giddy steps in a matrix,
And all of a credit card to pay for love.
And smoke cigarettes,
Mota around the world again
There are drink coffee,
Silent, without looking up.

Chorus:
All right, I have to go.
Between tomorrow and yesterday - the sea of ​​illusion.
Breaking the armature
Begin to live from scratch - trust and love!
Aliens in the new countries,
His old maps,
Religion deception
The lights of the big city.

Opening windows GROWTH ...
Today I have a new Mayakovsky ...

Aliens in the new countries,
His old maps,
Religion deception ...