Palermo (Live at Байконур)

Palermo

1
Both of them
Try to write, try to write another letter,
To forget
That old bills
Don't matter,
Can't be sent.

But there is traffic jam
In my own life. I’m tired.
And my heart is mute and blind.
Such an old news-stand.

Chorus
His animation was his Palermo,
When I’de lost my ticket, ticket to the Don.
And played kicker, kicker with his heirloom.
We just used,
Used to kill in turn.

2
Be in two minds
For the whole year.
For the whole year.
Get over.
Whom I loved and who was novel?
Otherwise

Puzzle all signs,
I’ll cease look over coats.
The pain will leave for our photos
Sometimes

Chorus
His animation was his Palermo,
When I’de lost my ticket, ticket to the Don.
And played kicker, kicker with his heirloom.
We just used,
Used to kill in turn.

Chorus
His animation was his Palermo,
When I’de lost my ticket, ticket to the Don.
And played kicker, kicker with his heirloom.
We just used,
Used to kill in turn.