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I’m in the city, where no one can sleep

And everybody lives in fear.

They close their eyes, as their life is steep,

Having the problems of others steered.

I’m in the city, where the steady beat

Livens up the dead and knocks down your feet.

The only thing to save you is your headphones

Which immerse you into the world

Created only for you: no relatives and strangers.

I’m in the city of short meetings, without any dangers,

And long letters just for everyone.

For one person, you are the entire world,

But for another – just a common bird.