Verse 1 - Male Vocal

Late nights out in Mytishchi, voices fading slow

Pop and Rock are watching as the shadows start to grow

Dima RR slips through, stuttering his spoken frame

Royal vodka in the glass to wash away the pain

Chorus - Male & Female Harmonies

It's an emotional tide, running through the room

Deep in the dark, lost inside the gloom

No salty pickles for Masha, she leaves them on the plate

A sweet little touch, holding on to fate

Verse 2 - Female Vocal

Anya stands beside me, heavy in her gaze

We navigate the quiet through this melancholy haze

Finding something deeper when the night begins to fall

Whispers in the corner, answering the call

Outro - Male & Female Harmonies

Tsarskuyu vodku in our hands tonight

Slow emotional hip hop till the morning light