Текст песни Мария Кочеткова - Посвящение Петербургу - 2

The light of golden lanterns
You can touch it with your hands.
Well, what are you looking at, hurry
Throw, throw a stone at me!
I remember: masks around
Masks are everywhere in the capital
And here - as if "suddenly" -
Living faces ...

Where are you running, where?
And who is this flight from?
Gray water splashes
To the beat of the waves from childhood ...
There are many reasons to escape
We will come up with them ourselves ...
Stop! Let's keep quiet.
Throw a stone!

The head is buzzing, it hurts ...
Do you think this is a special case?
The words sound like a refrain:
“Give it up! Give it up! OK, try!"
And live these couple of hours, breathing freedom.
And still throw a stone -
Even in the water ...