The Speakeasies' Swing Band Bright Lights Late Nights ^{Ожидает модерации}

Streets and noises, thousand faces
The scars of dusk, never leave traces
The day is falling, falling into sleep

Voices promising the sweetest dreams
In the land of Lethe, you know how it feels
Swinging sirens running after me

So take me out for one more night
You know, I cant live without these bright bright lights
Strings of night playing lullabies In my head, so many surprises
The night is falling, falling into sleep