City's song

[Intro] This is the city's song... (Yeah) The sounds of the streets... In this hum... That makes your jaw ache. Get your ears ready... Turn up the sound on your headphones... Listen... (Ah!) [Verse 1] You're sitting in cozy offices You don't know what's happening on the streets Under absolute protection In warmth, You haven't been wet in the rain. They didn't sleep under the cold sky They weren't hungry. They were dressed in fashionable suits With well-groomed faces. But life isn't in fashionable boutiques. It's not in your false reports. She's in the city, On the streets where you haven't walked. She doesn't drink expensive Hennessy, It doesn't chomp on black caviar. There are completely different songs And the guitars are tuned differently. But you haven't touched these strings, You haven't extracted the sounds of the city And you can't find a reasonable reason To become the conductors here. They don't need your participation And they don't ask for your help. There's a different concept of happiness - It doesn't fit your requirements... [Chorus] This is our music It's playing on the streets And our hearts are beating in unison. And we'll strum the strings And blow into the trumpets To carry our thoughts away with the sound. We'll strike the notes On the rooftops of the city Where we've been singing until we're hoarse. So that everyone who hears Will reach their true heights With their thoughts! [Verse 2] You don't hear the music of the city, You don't know our songs You're like a different breed Not with the people Not with us... But these songs Have become part of our hearts And are passed down from generation to generation. These sounds Have become one with our souls And they sing in unison In the center and on the outskirts Where you haven't dared to show your face Where you're of little use. And we'll burst into your speakers, And we'll knock on your hearts! So that it's really loud! So that the silence doesn't scare you... [Chorus] This is our music It's playing on the streets And our hearts are beating in unison. And we'll strum the strings And blow into the trumpets To carry our thoughts away with the sound. We'll strike the notes On the rooftops of the city Where we've been singing until we're hoarse. So that everyone who hears Will reach their true heights With their thoughts! [Chorus] This is our music It's playing on the streets And our hearts are beating in unison. And we'll strum the strings And blow into the trumpets To carry our thoughts away with the sound. We'll strike the notes On the rooftops of the city Where we've been singing until we're hoarse. So that everyone who hears Will reach their true heights With their thoughts!