Текст песни Wall Street - Харків-Київ

In the yard is a heat stash
The birds are rubbing, already spring
I'm collecting things I eat
All people go and hurry
Two megacities scream
Stone jungles are already burning
Engines rumbling buzz
The caiss in the troughs are

Kharkiv-Kiev flight one
I eat, I'm not alone
Kiev-Kharkov flight is terrestrial
Two capitals, my edge

Station far away I'm in the subway
The stars do not go by the subway
Hugs the underground track
I am going to meet friends

Having visited these cities
You see a surprise in your eyes
You see this world
Joy of happiness as a flight