Текст песни Нервы - Родной Город

Smoke, out of, under the foreign wheels
And, everyone, scorches you at a sideways,
Down, down, pulls you car subway
And, you, as if from outer space
And somewhere for hundreds of roads,
Only three metro lines
And beckons its simplicity
Hometown.
People, houses, floors,
I know where life is hiding,
Time back in a hurry
In his native city!
Everyone here wants to go on their heads
But my train strings and the beating of the voice
We have something that does not fit into your pocket
My sound is the personal runway
You feel the thread between us
You can not replace
And somewhere for hundreds of roads,
Only three metro lines
And beckons its simplicity
Hometown.
People, houses, floors,
I know where life is hiding,
Time back in a hurry
In his native city!
Somewhere for hundreds of expensive
Hometown
Only three metro lines
Hometown
People, down with knives
Hometown
I know where life is hiding
Hometown