Fucking lights, straining my eyes.
No sleep at night. It's just a waste of time.
And LA's burning... NY's painted black .
London's calling, calling me back.
Simple patterns make me crack.
Fucking lights, Hurts my head.
Borrowed youth.
All those wasted years.
And LA's learning. NY too.
London's calling, I'm calling you.
What doesn't matter, Still holds its truth,
That nothing matters, When I'm with you,
Cities only fill the void of people wasting, wasting time on you.
Pretty lies and secret love,
Nothing gets me what I want from you,
From you, All I want,
What I want from you.
Чертовы огни, напрягают мне глаза.
Нет сна по ночам, это лишь трата времени.
И ЛА сгорает, НЙ окрашивается в черный цвет.
Лондон зовет меня, зовет меня обратно.
Простые нюансы разбивает меня.
Чертовы огни, от них болит голова
Молодость взятая взаймы.
Все эти напрасно потраченные годы.
И ЛА учит. НЙ тоже.
Лондон зовет, Я звоню тебе. (calling - и звать, и звонить по англ)
Все что не имеет значения, содержит свою правду,
Что ничего не имеет значения, когда я с тобой.
Города лишь заполняют пустоту людей тратящих, тратящих время на тебя.
Красивая ложь и секретная любовь,
Ничего не может дать мне то, что я хочу от тебя,
От тебя, все что я хочу,
Я хочу от тебя...
Fucking Lights, Straining My Eyes.
No Sleep at Night. It's just of time.
And La's Burning ... Ny's Painted Black.
London's Calling, Calling Me Back.
Simple Patterns Make Me Crack.
Fucking Lights, Hurts My Head.
Borrowed You.
All Those Wasted Years.
And La's Learning. Ny too.
London's Calling, I'M Calling You.
What soda matter, Still Holds Its Truth,
That noteing matters, when i'm with you,
CITIES ONLY FILL THE VOID of PEOPLE WASTING, WASTING TIME On You.
Pretty Lies and Secret Love,
Nothing gets Me What I Want from You,
From you, all I Want,
What I Want from You.
Damn lights, strain my eyes.
There is no sleep at night, this is just a waste of time.
And the la burns, the ny is painted black.
London calls me, calls me back.
Simple nuances breaks me.
Damn lights, their head hurts from them
Youth borrowed.
All these in vain spent years.
And La teaches. NY too.
London calls, I'm calling you. (calling - and call and call English)
Everything that does not matter contains its truth,
That nothing matters when I am with you.
Cities only fill the void of people spending people spending time on you.
Beautiful lies and secret love,
Nothing can give me what I want from you,
From you, all I want
I want from you ...
