Текст песни Матвей Вишня - Лондон

Dark again in the morning
The smell of the subway
Coffee with rain
This is such a game.
Together, not together
Together, Not Together

And starting from scratch
An old theme sounds in the player
This is your mistake
Or maybe you so wanted

Chorus:
You decided everything yourself
Foliage leaves with the cold wind
You are left alone
And outside Peter, not rainy London
London...

Better run from me
Wet asphalt, to shreds of page
Only lights, wires
You lift your eyelashes to heaven

Under the sad groan of November
The wind will spin, this swing
If you do not believe, then in vain
Alone again
In a cold bed