It was a summer night in Moscow
This lonely, little, drunken bar
Was blow up by your angry voices
And night was terribly hot.
At first was tenderness
Then fighting
Some love you give us
With guitar at last.
And I forgot where I was this time
I rolled in depth of your dark eyes.*
По мотивам концерта Жени Любич в клубе "Куклы и пистолеты" - 28.07.2012г.
Summer night in Moscow...
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