Текст песни Саранча - Пыльные города

dusty city,
trampled road.
Rastaman fate -
wandering and anxiety.

millions of lights
millions days
hundred thousand roads
to my dreams .
from my friends
to my enemies
several direct
careless words .
a lot of different things
complex and simple
curves tangled thoughts
unconscious .
vacation without knowing
anxiety in dreams
I'm afraid to burn
Stars do not get it

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dusty city (dust of the city )
trampled road.
Rastaman destiny ( destiny Rastaman ) -
wandering and anxiety.

goodbye, night
Good morning , day
goodbye , one step back
welcome , running forward
every moment leaves a shadow on the pavement
for further movement in life is calling
continued sees my vision
Captures my memory frames
Film thoughts reinforces my patience
and I know that I need it

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dusty city (dust of the city )
trampled road.
Rastaman destiny ( destiny Rastaman ) -
wandering and anxiety.