Текст песни Валентина Кондратьева - Геническ

Above the genic night sank sank
Turning the Golden Moon Lighthouse.
In the bright dresses of the stars young came out
From the height to take care of the sea wave.
My city falls asleep under the sounds of melodies,
Navivnaya under the roofs good dreams ...
And they go to the predawed fairy tale
Like gnomes in transparent silence rates.

And when a clear sun appears
And, sparkling rays, goes back to Zenit,
It seems to heart: again Genichek laughs,
Millions of rainbow drops rings.
Maybe there are cities what else is more interesting,
But, seeing ingenious, stay here.
Only here clouds swim like songs
And the real friends believe and wait.