Ekatarina Velika - Platforme Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Platforms

Tonight at 9, on the street by the bridge
Taxi doesn't goes through it, nobody sees us
A confidential script, they need to be delivered
I don't feel right
Newspaper on the asphalt, your wet face
Their dry script - we are making a movie
And tomorrow morning... delirium in the head
Today is Tuesday... I don't have a friend anymore
A concrete shepherd guards his fence
and metropolis calls him on its high platforms
 


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