Текст песни ИмПерцы - люблю я улицу Думскую

For hundreds of miles from their
I remember you.
In my memories
Flashes native land.

And somewhere near Moscow
Two sensitive debris,
One question tupoy-
"Where," I myself?
I do not like to be silent,
Their ears ZAOr what I think:

Chorus:
I love street Dumskaya, factory "Krupskaya"
We dim the sky tempers.
And the city, to which I, my relatives is.

Verse:
And in the mind of global freezes,
Trying to find a compromise,
Cosmopolitan silent,
But the thought throws punch on the shoulder.

Somewhere near Moscow
Two sensitive debris,
One question tupoy-
"Where," I myself?
I do not like to be silent,
Their ears ZAOr what I think:

Chorus (2 times)
I love street Dumskaya, factory "Krupskaya"
We dim the sky tempers.
And the city, to which I, my relatives is.

Mark smothers and strangles,
The farther away, the more
Flashes native land
No worse or better,
No further and nearer
I will be the native land.

Aah ... Her.