В городе вечер

The evening city seems to deliberately turn off the lights to leave space only for two - and for insomnia, which persistently calls for a meeting. Here, the wet asphalt shines brighter than the stars, and the heart still scratches from within, not letting you forget. And even if you no longer feel drawn to the bars, you still can't escape from yourself - all that remains is to listen as the night stubbornly repeats your name.