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Octobre - Dans ma ville Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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In my City


In my city1, there are nice things to see,
All kind of things to discover,
It’s quite pleasing to visit.
Refinery fires burn at full throttle 2
Money is circulating, long live progress.
But pinch your nose before you come 3
 
Half-mile long queues of people,
Waiting for the bus, swearing,
To the sound of a horns’ fanfare.
A thousand people in a factory,
Who are counting minutes left before the break
Who are thinking of the Saturday night’s drinking binge4
 
Little kids are buying chips,
Before going to play cowboys
At the heart of a garbage back alley.
There are so many cars, that there’s left
Only exhaust to breath in.
Asphalt invaded the Earth.
 
A parade of decibels is coming
With the trucks and planes,
Followed by jackhammers.
All transistors5 are spitting
Their canned6 music
That drips down like melted marshmallows.
 
Billboards are so huge
That the sky transforms into beer, cigarettes and Pepsi
buildings with a hundred floors
They’re beautiful, they’re high, they’re cold, they’re straight
They make the horizon become perpendicular.
 
(Chorus)
But I love her, my agonizing city
It wouldn’t be easy to be somewhere else

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No, I regret nothing





No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
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No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
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With my memories
I lit the fire
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I no longer need them!
 

Away with love
And all its spasms
Gone forever
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No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Not the good that was done to me
Nor the bad, all of this means nothing to me!
 

No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
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No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Neither the good they did to me
Nor the bad all of this means nothing to me!
 

No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
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I don’t care about the past!
 

With my memories
I’ve lit the fire
My sorrows, my pleasures
I don’t need them anymore!
 

Away with loves
And all their tremors
Gone forever
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No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Neither the good they did to me
Nor the bad all of this means nothing to me!
 

No, nothing at all
No, I regret nothing
Because my life, because my joys
Today, everything starts with you.
 


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[Verse 1]
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Yet the most beautiful Lela, Jelena
 

[Chorus]
Empty, empty, everything feels empty to me
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[Verse 2]
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I would give everything to discover
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Who has stolen my Lela
 

[Chorus]
Empty, empty, everything feels empty to me
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Oh Violin, Play





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It calls our to our brotherhood
 

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Listen, Roma, to the forest at night
It calls our to our brotherhood
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It calls our to our brotherhood
 

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To make our days weep