Ефимыч - Я вернусь - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

the city is big, and I'm small | I walk along it swinging | from the feeling that together with the soul | I don't fit here | and it’s not a matter of latitude at all | and self-super-respect | I don't want to have to suffer in cramped quarters | movement is necessary | cobwebs, threads, ropes | everything - away, like reproaches...