Город дорог текст песни

Обновлено: 19.09.2024

Птаха:
Тудух-тудух - колеса бьются об рельсы,
Я в купе, за окном весна - уже апрель месяц,
Мимо мелькают леса и поля,
И вроде прошли эти мысли, что ты теперь не моя
Не так далеко этот город и я от старых домов,
Переулков, потрепанных псов,
Что живут на стройке рядом,
И чувство, будто кроме вас ничего не надо
И для меня награда слышать голоса своих друзей,
Смех, что экскурсия привела детей
В центр города. Пробки, районы, пальцы ловкие,
Стаи птиц вольных.
Яркий город с хмурыми облаками - здесь живу я
Мои друзья и все, кто мне важен.

Я посвящаю строки этому городу,
Его центру, каждому метру
Я посвящаю строки белой дороге
На городе дорог, спасибо центру за это

Guf:
Где бы я не был, когда я поднимаю глаза к небу,
Я знаю, мы идем с рэпом. И знаете что?
Меня все так радует, правда. 07, Москва, Centr - так надо. City of roads feat. Basta

Ptah:
Tuduh-tuduh - wheels beat on rails,
I'm in the compartment, outside the window spring is already the month of April,
Forests and fields flash by
And it seems like these thoughts passed that you're not mine now
Not so far this city and I are from old houses,
Alleys, battered dogs,
That they live nearby at a construction site
And the feeling that nothing is needed besides you
And for me the reward is to hear the voices of my friends,
The laughter that the tour brought the children
To the city center. Traffic jams, areas, dexterous fingers,
Flocks of free birds.
Bright city with gloomy clouds - I live here
My friends and all who are important to me .

I dedicate lines to this city
Its center, every meter
I dedicate the lines to the white road
On the city of roads, thanks to the center for this

Slim:
Buy a ticket and fly away somewhere far
From your home, maybe for a long time,
I’ll climb quite high on a plane
Leaving the aerodrome field under the wing
The Aeroflot stewardess smiles at me,
And the blue shape is good in the figure,
I’ll sit back and close my eyes
I will be far away in four hours.
And what about the boys without me under the clouds,
What a bustle for hours in Central District
Don’t miss the old boulevards, guys
I will try not to last long, really.
I’ll call you back on arrival, inform the weather
And find out the news of my area,
'Cause my life is on the other end of the wire
With these voices, painfully familiar.
With flat layouts, with burning windows,
In tinted glass, on imported rubber
Past the shops on the new tachil
I turn it on louder while the stereo pumps.
I'll make tea, go out to the balcony
In slippers and shorts, stand a little longer
On a warm evening, I’ll write a couple of lines,
About how SLim, Ptah and Guf live

I dedicate lines to this city
Its center, every meter
I dedicate the lines to the white road
On the city of roads, thanks to the center for this

Guf:
Strange, for no reason, the guys fell off all of a sudden,
One is quite high, the other has a knock-knock wheel.
Think about friends, think about friendship,
And here I am, the Garden Ring around - that's what I need.
I am here, as usual, modestly,
From Red Square on foot to the house
After normal movement at five in the morning on Sunday
Past the mausoleum, where grandfather Lenin,
Past St. Basil’s Cathedral,
Past the construction site where the Rossiya Hotel used to be
On Moskvoretsky bridge and I feel heels,
Like asphalt underfoot replaces paving stones.
I am overtaken by emergency lights with the numbers "ECX",
Ahead is the Baltschug, below is the Moscow River,
Overhead - not a cloud, in the player - "1000 words",
A girl is waiting at home, and this, campaign, love.
I dedicate lines to this city
More precisely to its center, to each meter.
I dedicate lines to this white road
On the city of roads, thanks to the center for this.

I dedicate lines to this city
Its center, every meter
I dedicate the lines to the white road
On the city of roads, thanks to the center for this

Guf:
Wherever I go when I look up to the sky
I know we go with rap. And you know what?
Everything makes me so happy, really. 07, Moscow, Centr - this is how it should be.

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