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City
City was sad with me, flew after me
With yesterday's snow, the ols cassettes, revelations
I reminded how I had been flying until I went crazy
Your pictures burnt my eyes.
It's very early to go home and there is very empty
It's very late and sad to stay with you
Don't prevent me from breathing
It's tea with strange taste, do not miss
People shot with their stingy looks
Near to very new year fragments of dreams were running
I'll send postcards to light friends
I'll recognize them because of smell of falling in love people
Then my taxi was sliding, going past traffic lights
City was hiding it's secrets in dark windows obstinately
Stars were sliding, burning holes in heaven
Crossings were going crazy with yellow color (of traffic lights)
It's very early to go home and there is very empty
It's very late and sad to stay with you
Don't prevent me from breathing
It's tea with strange taste, do not miss
Nemesida✕
Collections with "Город"
| 1. | Zemfira | Prosti menja moja ljubov' [2000] |
Zemfira: 상위 3
| 1. | Хочешь? (Khochesh'?) |
| 2. | Искала (Iskala) |
| 3. | Прости меня моя любовь (Prosti menya moya lyubov') |
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Russia is waging a disgraceful war on Ukraine. 우크라이나와 함께하세요!
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