Текст песни Анастасия Минцковская - Золотая Москва

Holding a bouquet of lilies of the valley in a hand,
I’ll go down to the Moscow River in the evening,
Pouring music forest April,
And everything will spin like a carousel!
Washed by rain, the distance turns blue
The fog has vanished, - the sadness has gone.
On the dark puddles, on the pavement
Let's spin, Moscow, with you!

I dance with you, golden Moscow!
I dance with you until the morning, until dawn ...
What do you give your birthday
Golden Moscow, the city of first love?

In the Arbat courtyard and Tsvetnoy
Wipers and old house dancing
The tramp-thrush does not sleep in Sokolniki,
Old swings fly to the stars!
Under the ringing, the crimson dawn rises.
A bunch of lilies of the valley in the river floats.
Our jetty is noisy with water.

We will be happy with you always!

I dance with you, golden Moscow!
I dance with you until the morning, until dawn ...
What do you give your birthday
Golden Moscow, the city of first love?

I dance with you, golden Moscow!
I dance with you until the morning, until dawn ...
What do you give your birthday
Golden Moscow, the city of first love?

Golden Moscow - the city of first love!