Nick hard - Буратино
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The aesthetics of broken bottles
And cracked concrete floors
Tired to a man
Wrinkles on the faces of gray-haired homeless people

Gray dust and decay on the streets
Near bus stops and train depots
At least hang yourself, at least fall from the roofs
What a boring movie

Heal your pain with a crooked, dirty seam
And they fell with a pistol at random
Buratino was looking for his home
And when he found it, he was not happy

Three bags at the bottom of the river
Buratino and Malvina, and Pierrot
This city hasn't changed
It's only become more difficult to insert a pen

City of floors
Doomed souls
Heating networks
And deep puddles
City of floors