Тихий Двор

Bright city lights, a painted, perfect arch,
Hides the quiet truth, my hurried, silent march.
On screens, a grand facade, built high and bold,
A perfect story spun, in colors bright and gold.

[Chorus]
Shatter glass façades, let the real light fall,
Hear the raw foundation, answering my call!
This quiet courtyard, where my soul takes flight,
This is my true strength, on a Tuesday night!

Here, old cobblestones whisper ancient tales,
A chill wind from the Volga, through worn archways wails.
No filters here, just shadows, deep and true,
The echo of Athan, cutting clean and new.

[Chorus]
Shatter glass façades, let the real light fall,
Hear the raw foundation, answering my call!
This quiet courtyard, where my soul takes flight,
This is my true strength, on a Tuesday night!

[Bridge]
Light through the window, across the frosted pane,
Shows the honest cracks, washing clean like rain.
The hum of Kazan, a truth I can't deny,
No need for high walls, soaring to the sky.

[Chorus]
Shatter glass façades, let the real light fall,
Hear the raw foundation, answering my call!
This quiet courtyard, where my soul takes flight,
This is my true strength, on a Tuesday night!

[Outro]
Just my heartbeat now, a rhythm strong and deep,
Promises the real, the secrets I will keep.