1-2Золотой город (1),идея трека Valery Ostrovsky (v.2)

[Verse 1]
Beneath the silver moon, the city waits,
Built from light and dreams we never knew.
Golden towers touch the starry gates,
Whispering the truth we almost knew.

The wind walks through the streets of purest gold,
As if the sky had spilled its quiet light.
I stand alone, my story almost told,
But something pulls me into this night.

[Chorus]
Oh, this golden city, shining in the dark,
A dream I’ve carried since the start.
Not made of stone, but of a burning spark,
It lives inside my breaking heart.

[Verse 2]
The gates are open, yet I cannot pass,
As time itself dissolves in mist and rain.
The notes of silence echo as they last,
And all the words I knew are lost again.

A thousand lights are burning in my mind,
But only one will guide me through the cold.
To find the place I left so far behind,
Where truth and wonder wear the same old gold.

[Chorus]
Oh, this golden city, shining in the dark,
A dream I’ve carried since the start.
Not made of stone, but of a burning spark,
It lives inside my breaking heart.

[Bridge]


[Outro]
The city fades, but still I hear its call,
Like a distant bell across the sea.
I carry this light within me after all,
The golden dream that sets me free.