Текст песни Вадим Козин - Бульвары магадана

Magadan Boulevards
Music: V. Kozin Lyrics: Pyotr Nefyodov

You heard, of course, Yves Montana
Paris Boulevards, the anthem of love.
And I'm in love with Magadan Boulevards
And maybe stronger than he is in his own.

To the far outskirts of Russia
Bear region where taiga reigns.
Where the frost burned, it snowed
And the blizzard chilled us to death.

But my city is on the edge of Russia
I got up and grew up against everything.
And here he stands, bright and beautiful,
And in memory of those who built, I bow to him.

And let Montan sing Parisian Boulevards.
Well, I’m singing mine.
Yes, I'm in love with Magadan Boulevards
In my distant, golden land.

Oh, if I ever see
Bois de Boulogne, Montmartre and Notre Dame.
Greetings to workers in Paris
I will give from our boulevards.

Greetings to workers in Paris
I will pass from Magadan boulevards.