Bulgarian Rock - City

It’s over

I’m not waiting for the spring

The bridge is closed

No smoke seen but the fire’s burning

The sun is rising but nothing’s lightened

No smoke seen but the fire’s burning

No smoke seen but the fire’s burning

The rails flow together

The road is disappearing again

No smoke seen but the fire’s burning

It’s over

What for, for what … it’s over

What for, for what … it’s over

What for, for what … it’s over

You sat to have a dinner, but you don’t throw a world

No smoke seen but the fire’s burning

It dawns, it shines again… you don’t throw…

No smoke seen but the fire’s burning

You hide fingers in your pocket

No smoke seen but the fire’s burning

You seek a shadow on the sun

You find the shadow

No smoke seen but the fire’s burning