Текст песни Butch - Небо над Москвой

Big cars
Take away the remnants of hotels
More men
Driven expensive goodies
great people
In this city, we ourselves
And if we do not
Let great friends

Fog
Good morning to you and me
I'm crazy about your gray eyes
The sky over Moscow

So early wake
What a bronze monument angry
And the sun glare
In the eyes of a passing bird
And at night you walk
The streets are flooded with light
It's great , you know
Brochu memory coin

Fog
Good morning to you and me
I'm crazy about your gray eyes
The sky over Moscow