Текст песни Ада Якушева - Песенка о Москве

At the institute under the arms of stairs
Obsessed thirst create
Write wanted we song
And in memory of Moscow to give:

The city is light, the city is wonderful!
Or all of you spitto for a long time?
Or new to fool hard,
Or just we are given little.

Wheld about how on the roofs
Round raindrops jump
Or, maybe better write,
How spring boulevards GalDyat.

Chorus.

How the highway runs away somewhere
How dawn over Moscow costs, (as on Pushkin's square)
As in the curves of Arbat alleys
Sunset sun hides their own.

Chorus:

Long distilled in a cold basement (we walked on the boulevards for a long time)
Lit up Moscow lanterns
Everything calmed down and we saw
What we have nothing, it seems to give.

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