Текст песни Н.Караченцов - Я люблю возвращаться туда, где я не был...

I love to go back there,
Where I was not, alas, never.
For example, back in Paris
And walk among the colorful posters.
This city is my childhood love.
Hundreds of times in Paris, one
I wandered all French women and
He said: "The same count MEM! The same ZEM woo! "
                    
Again night in Paris
I wander and see the Seine
And some Françoise
appoint a rendezvous
However, waking up early in the morning,
I understand, oddly enough,
What once again in Paris
There was, alas, not in reality.
               
 Those who will not let us "there"
 Themselves go - "there" without difficulty
And believe that in difficult times
 The Patriots are only one.
We need a child to learn from birds
What they do not know of any visas or borders.
Yet every spring
They returned home from the south.
Need a holiday open borders
Not for the birds not to elected officials ...