A thousand windows shining bright,
But every house holds its silent peace.
The narrator walks the city of endless night,
Searching for your trace in the empty streets.
Hold me tight, don't let me go,
In this labyrinth of days.
Hold me tight, don't let me go,
Be my star, escape the haze.
The city's on fire...
Grey rain washes off the names,
The sky above us like a steel screen.
The wind sings different, foreign claims,
Hiding all the past that's been.
Hold me tight, don't let me go,
In this labyrinth of days.
Hold me tight, don't let me go,
Be my star, escape the haze.
The city's on fire...
Every moment, every breath,
Could be the last one taken here.
It's not a breath, not a breath...
It's just a mirage that is near...
The city's on fire...
My only chance is in you, higher
City On Fire...
© Copyright: Павел Хамидулов, 2025
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