Lyrics: 8th Floor
Artist: Regina Spektor
Album: N/A
Song: 8th Floor
Released: 0000
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8th Floor lyrics
No one waits for her inside the house
She spots a stranger in the mirror
And the record spins her nearer
To the outcome of her day
You live inside the city
You forget how tall the trees can get
A bird sits on
A branch across
From my eighth floor window
And you can't really say
That it's an eighth floor branch
'Cause trees don't have floors
And buildings do
ВоÑьмой Ñтаж
ВоÑьмой Ñтаж
Ð’Ñе выÑоко
Ð’Ñе под тобой
Вот идет домой
Карман пуÑтой
Хоть милоÑтыню проÑите
Три Ñ€ÑƒÐ±Ð»Ñ Ð½Ð° водку и буханку белого хлеба
Ртеперь, наверное, вÑе дороже
И дорожки те забыты
Рнад ними паруÑа
Первый Ñтаж
Я маленькаÑ
Ð’Ñе выÑоко
Ð’Ñе надо мной
ВоÑьмой Ñтаж
Ðмерика
Я выÑоко
Ð’Ñе подо мной
Я выÑоко...
I came in from the rain which
Wasn't really rain
It was just
January snow in denial
And something must have gotten lost
In the translation
Russian to English
And winter wasn't wintery today
She comes into the house
And no one waits for her inside the house
She spots a stranger in the mirror
And the record spins her nearer
To the outcome of her day
You live inside the city
You forget how tall the trees can get
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
She spots a stranger in the mirror
And the record spins her nearer
To the outcome of her day
You live inside the city
You forget how tall the trees can get
A bird sits on
A branch across
From my eighth floor window
And you can't really say
That it's an eighth floor branch
'Cause trees don't have floors
And buildings do
ВоÑьмой Ñтаж
ВоÑьмой Ñтаж
Ð’Ñе выÑоко
Ð’Ñе под тобой
Вот идет домой
Карман пуÑтой
Хоть милоÑтыню проÑите
Три Ñ€ÑƒÐ±Ð»Ñ Ð½Ð° водку и буханку белого хлеба
Ртеперь, наверное, вÑе дороже
И дорожки те забыты
Рнад ними паруÑа
Первый Ñтаж
Я маленькаÑ
Ð’Ñе выÑоко
Ð’Ñе надо мной
ВоÑьмой Ñтаж
Ðмерика
Я выÑоко
Ð’Ñе подо мной
Я выÑоко...
I came in from the rain which
Wasn't really rain
It was just
January snow in denial
And something must have gotten lost
In the translation
Russian to English
And winter wasn't wintery today
She comes into the house
And no one waits for her inside the house
She spots a stranger in the mirror
And the record spins her nearer
To the outcome of her day
You live inside the city
You forget how tall the trees can get
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window
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