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Regina Spektor - 8th Floor
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No one waits for her inside the house
She spots a stranger in the mirror
And the record spins her nearer
To the outcome of her day
You live inside the city
You forget how tall the trees can get
A bird sits on
A branch across
From my eighth floor window

And you can't really say
That it's an eighth floor branch
'Cause trees don't have floors
And buildings do

На восьмой этаж
На восьмой этаж
Все высоко
Все надо мной

Вот идет домой
Карман пустой
Хоть милостыню просите
Три рубля на водку и буханку белого хлеба

А теперь, наверное, все дороже
И дорожки те забыты
А над ними паруса

Первый этаж
Я маленькая
Все высоко
Все надо мной

На восьмой этаж
Америка
Я высоко
Все подо мной
Я высоко...

I came in from the rain which
Wasn't really rain
It was just
January snow in denial
And something must have gotten lost
In the translation
Russian to English
And winter wasn't wintery today

She comes into the house
And no one waits for her inside the house
She spots a stranger in the mirror
And the record spins her nearer
To the outcome of her day
You live inside the city
You forget how tall the trees can get
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
No one Waits for her Inside the House
She spots a stranger in the mirror
And the Record Spins Her Nearer
To the outcome of her day
You Live Inside the City
You Forget How Tall the Trees Can Get
A Bird Sits on
A Branch Across
From My Eighth Floor Window

And you canm Really Say
That it's an eighth Floor Branch
'CAUSE TREES DONIT HAVE FLOORS
And Buildings do

On the eighth floor
On the eighth floor
Everything is high
Everything over me

That goes home
The pocket is empty
At least ask for alms
Three rubles for vodka and loaf of white bread

And now, probably, everything is more expensive
And those paths are forgotten
And over them sails

First floor
I'm small
Everything is high
Everything over me

On the eighth floor
America
I am high
Everything under me
I'm high ...

I Came in from the Rain Which
WASN'T REALLY Rain
It was just
January Snow in Denial
And someting must have gotten Lost
In the Translation
Russian to English
And Winter Wasn't Winty Today

She comes into the house
And no one Waits for her inSide the house
She spots a stranger in the mirror
And the Record Spins Her Nearer
To the outcome of her day
You Live Inside the City
You Forget How Tall the Trees Can Get
A Bird Sits on a Branch of My Eighth Floor Window
A Bird Sits on a Branch of My Eighth Floor Window
A Bird Sits on a Branch of My Eighth Floor Window

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