Текст песни Ботанический Сад Петра Великого - Город-герой

Miserable wall curved ceiling
Counters with toys lettering.
From the window you can see the hero city.
Waiting for people in vain.
There will be no train, the car will not be found
The train will be delayed for a long time
The conductor will not offer to buy a canoe. The road will be erased from the card.

Wacky hats waiting room
Souvenirs, goods on the road
The poor tramp on the bench fell asleep. Imagine how lonely he is

But I'm scared and anxious, an unfamiliar city
Lots of talk and fuss
I want to delve deeper into my gate. To exit to the city, keep to the right.

A burning wind throws bulls on the ground,
It hits on the faces, arms and legs.
The living drunk wanted to shoot a trifle And I gave him a trifle.
Oh, if I knew, my dear
How this city attracts
And how he rejects it.