Текст песни Александр Барыкин - Москва - Нью-Йорк

Distant relatives was in flight,
Their dreams of world we Taim.
We speak English and Russian,
In the language of trust speak.

Blowin care and anxiety,
As storm clouds under the wing.
We know each other for a bit,
All the better we learn each other.

Moscow - New York: some blue,
Moscow - New York: ocean beneath us,
Moscow - New York: the air flying words -
Our flight Moscow - New York

We befriended the air crossroads
And let the good has turned into evil.
We pozovёm Americans to visit,
We have them on the feast of friendship pozovёm.

On the shore of the heart with a smile,
And with new hopes fly.
We will retain and joy of this meeting,
And keep warmth confidence.

Moscow - New York: some blue,
Moscow - New York: ocean beneath us,
Moscow - New York: the air flying words -
Our flight Moscow - New York