Текст песни Гарик Кричевский - Улочки Львова

Open for any topic of conversation,
And the other colors on the flag hanging Hall .
I 'll walk an old streets of Lviv,
How to Trade haunting ancient Odessa.

And look at mature ladies and trams here and there,
The smell of coffee disappeared very quickly.
On the Prospect of light smoke , glitter abandoned storefronts,
And parties pivot at Intourist .

Here I am at the castle , the ancient Lviv in the fog low
Only shadows fall abandoned houses .
My friends in New York who is who in San Francisco ,
And I am still with you , dear Lions.

Chestnuts are falling on the heads of passers-by,
In cooperative stores poverty .
Oh, dear Lions , as you seem to ,
Some words, words , and only one word.

Opera handsome as ever ,
Let not risen his cherished star.
And I wander some illusive hope
Where my childhood , where familiar words .