Текст песни Високосный Год - Тихий огонёк

He sits down next to her
He takes her by the shoulders
And his speech will sparkle with a bizarre pattern:
“Listen, there is land far, far away!
There you will not believe the New Year -
There New Year's Eve twice a year - that's it.
There is snow, there is so much snow,
What if I weren't there myself
I wouldn't believe there is so much snow
That the earth does not see the sky and the stars cannot be seen from the heights,
Like in the middle of the evening lights and the horns of cars,
A quiet flame of my soul is racing. "
Quiet, quiet, quiet - there New York is talking to Moscow ...
Moscow, Moscow, take me home.
A long stubborn line runs the road beneath me
and a little more and say goodbye to the Earth,
And she swears that he will return:
“I’ll lie so I won’t get off!” - he’s lying: it’s okay ...
In the midst of evening lights and car horns
A quiet flame of my soul rushes.
In the midst of evening lights and car horns
A quiet flame of his soul rushes.
What a foolish right to believe his words
And not to believe is a sin
The one who is more cheerful and brighter than all of them, eh!
She is silent and smiles at him - the one who is returning ...
In the midst of evening lights and car horns
A quiet flame of his soul rushes.
In the midst of evening lights and car horns
A quiet flame of my soul rushes.
In the midst of evening lights and car horns
A quiet flame of my soul rushes.
A quiet flame of my soul.