Текст песни Виталий Крестовский и Крестные отцы - Город над Невой

Through the roof of high-rise buildings,
Through avenues straight thread
I see the city in smoke clouds,
Without that I do not live.

I do not need Moscow's boulevards
And Odessa luxurious look,
Just to see the Banks of the Neva
The summer sun warmed granite.

You're far away, my town,
City youth, the city of Spring.
And as fate would rock
About you see a wonderful dream.

Dreaming that rainy land
Bronze Horseman on the eternal horse,
As before, it is worth on the Neva
And slightly smiles at me.

Through the roof of high-rise buildings,
Through avenues straight thread
I see the city in smoke clouds,
Without that I do not live.