Cooper - Город спит
текст песни

From the windows overlooking the city with words constrained
Notebook draws a familiar image
And as if by tradition, not changing time
In notebook cells are not stable opinions
young poets, they don't know the face
While the city is sleeping, they draw the world again
On the floor are scraps, outside the window images
And every clean sheet is new emotions
I know this pride of screams from the soul
interrupted by screams of hundreds of cars
One story and that with an endless ending
going through the options I draw everything again
I'm not lonely about this, I am grateful to God
For these images, for these warm lines
This city and these thoughts are deep,
fall asleep to the city we are not alone

Chorus

Outside the window night and this city is sleeping
gives a warm embrace for us two
Words are painful familiar, eyes are clean
This city is sleeping, the city sees dreams
This city is sleeping, it will tame it night
Lullabies on the roof this rain
Words are painful familiar, b eyes are clean
This city is sleeping, the city is sleeping ..

2 verse

The smell of strong coffee will wake me up in the morning
phone buttons, re -read the lines
Sleeping handwriting no longer attracts attention
The city comes to life, acquires consciousness
On the street people, from the angle of the best
I recall my childhood, this city is toy
With his intrigues, their history,
just believes and expects that someone will read
under the smoke of cigarette, he will bring thoughts to himself
Without asking questions, it will reach the truth
He will take it, then give people to people
and will not leave somewhere in the libraries of fate
will laid out the verses in the quatrain of thought
He will still take his naivety for childhood
And impudence does not decorate, I will be wise
The city is sleeping, but there will be a new morning

Chorus

Outside the window night and this city is sleeping
gives a warm embrace for two
Words are painful familiar, eyes are clean
This city is sleeping, the city sees dreams
This city is sleeping, it will tame it night
Lullabies on the roof this rain
Words are painful familiar, and the eyes are clean
This city is sleeping, the city is sleeping ..

3 verse

Beautiful melody from the poet's soul
gives birth to a new life, we will hear it in verses
The city if it loses, it is reduced by many
does not allow to be one, one of the lonely
Beautiful melody long into infinity
Heads excitement, but the evening extinguishes candles
Let it remain eternal and autumn is circling
I have enough that someone needs me
I am infinitely happy waking up in the morning
Seeing a new verse is somehow dull
Soon the new story also subsides
This city is sleeping ..... which means I'm calm