проспект просвещения - последний троллейбус
текст песни

So the last trolley
which you did not have time
Complex rebus before my eyes
You miss the type of peeling walls
In this city,
on these strange faces
All flashbacks - flights to fables
Where are you so young, where are you so

The last cigarette smolders
You are waiting for something in some yard
uncertainty that it is
Closing more and more in yourself
Behind these windows there is such a mess
Now you are left alone
And there is some kind of sediment on the heart
what is this world

You will return home soon
the city as it was
Now you're guilty
You look so cold at the world
He burned and blossomed again
Like some flowers
Nobody failed you
Nobody, even you

The last cigarette smolder (x2)
You are waiting for something in some yard
uncertainty that it is
Closing more and more in yourself