Матвей Снежный - В черно-белом городе утро
текст песни

In the black and white city evening.
Snow will notice you.
nothing will cure anything
Even an expensive person.
There will be nothing left until spring
And April will not come to the meeting.
You know, I no longer dream of dreams.
It will no longer become easier for me.
throw everything in, put in the lines,
To break with poems torn,
to hook all the lonely,
To open all the wounds in public,
so that people poke a finger
Like, there is nothing more funny,
how to finish off a silent sufferer,
Let him be some kind of poet there.

In the black and white city night.
Suicides walk along the roofs.
I would not mind taking a walk with them,
But pages will not let me go.
It seems now the fifth Tuesday.
Or maybe Saturday has already come ...
You have become stupid, more humble -
Your "someone" broke you.
We all broke off pieces from each other,
When they wanted to rush down.
We are all sick with an eternal longing attack,
We are all sick, my friend, humble yourself.

We are all spoiled by this life,
We are all dirty as if.
The road to darkness is always open ...
In the black and white city morning.