Текст песни Владимир Муромцев и группа Редкая Птица - Песенка о ночной Москве

Moscow at night

You pull your martini table by the window.
Sailor pretend to why one?
We're neighbors at night Moscow:
The cage bird singing.

It seems familiar to me your face:
Lena, or Tom, aroma "kenzo" ...
On you I was like yesterday -
The new my sister.

Night Moscow, Night Moscow.

You smoke a cigarette, looking at his watch.
You, of all signs - star "Libra".
Sailor turns your vain komp`as:
Are you someone waiting for you - pass.

Night Moscow, Night Moscow.

Course changes smoothly windy sailor.
Table on the right, raised the white flag.
You're the one going away, wrapped in fur:
This is not the warm music and laughter.

Night Moscow, Night Moscow.