Beats - does not caress, urban
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Beats - does not caress, longing. |
Moscow, Moscow, Moscow
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Beats - does not caress, melancholy - city melancholy, Moscow, Moscow
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It beckons into hugs, and when it catches those who are weak, it kills.
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Beats - does not caress, melancholy - city melancholy, Moscow, Moscow
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It beckons into hugs, and when it catches those who are weak, it kills.
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Someone for money, someone for a dream, someone for fame,
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But Moscow meets with high prices right from the station.
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Lured into their nets with open arms,
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Then it will turn to you as if with a fifth point.
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Here the salary does not cover the rent, emigrants become Muscovites for money.
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brother charges his brother for a hut, his conscience is stained, but he drives Prada.
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At the tenth kilometer of the Moscow Ring Road, those who did not catch the alignment,
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Who came and did not understand that there is no way back from here.
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Beats - does not caress, melancholy - city melancholy, Moscow, Moscow
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It beckons into hugs, and when it catches those who are weak, it kills.
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Beats - does not caress, melancholy - city melancholy, Moscow, Moscow
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It beckons into hugs, and when it catches those who are weak, it kills.
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Walking towards the peak, it so happened that we fell into a puddle playing games, only hoping
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that the kush will fall
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And when you are no longer needed, when the guns say, be silent, it wouldn't get worse,
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save body and soul.
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Don't believe in friendship, believe in yourself and even in the case of the best two or three
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proven deeds in the past.
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Where those in power eat the poor for dinner, and drink blood from above like meat
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punch.
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Here you won’t understand even when it’s dawning, when the sun sets, the city seems to be on fire.
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Butterflies flutter only at night, and then they sit not on branches, but on wheelbarrows for loot.
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Be sure that you are not the first who decided to conquer Moscow and not the last, but,
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Most likely she will eat you and spit out the bones, welcome to the Capital,
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Dear guests!
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Beats - does not caress, melancholy - city melancholy, Moscow, Moscow
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It beckons into hugs, and when it catches those who are weak, it kills.
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Beats - does not caress, melancholy - city melancholy, Moscow, Moscow
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It beckons into hugs, and when it catches those who are weak, it kills.
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Beats - does not caress, melancholy - city melancholy, Moscow, Moscow
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It beckons into hugs, and when it catches those who are weak, it kills.
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Beats - does not caress, melancholy - city melancholy, Moscow, Moscow
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It beckons into hugs, and when it catches those who are weak, it kills. |