Текст песни Филипп Киркоров - Славянский базар

As in the song of that, old, fire
The driver drove the horses once to Yar
So we now turn to the Slavonic Bazaar
Lucky Taxi Evening Moscow.

Chorus:
Your eyes are shining brightly,
As if stars over Moscow,
So let me become a gift,
So let me become a gift,
It is a dance with you,
It is a dance with you,
It is a dance with you.

Let them live Esenin sadness
At heart, we are painfully, to the limit.
Russ laughed and cried and sang
In all ages, on it and Russia.

Whether rain, snow white swirls,
In the evenings, I pick up a guitar again.
How not to love me Russian songs
old,
While I breathe - I am Russian.

Chorus.