Текст песни Артём Толстобров - Славный город Красноярск

If alive was a great artist,
He would not recognize his native city.
And forgetting all the subjects may
He only drew him
He painted flower gardens and boulevards
And solemn sleep areas,
The sky sparks spurting fountains
And beautiful Siberian people

Where the hill closer to each other
Shake that is about to keep from falling,
On the steep banks of the Yenisei
Nice is a city of Krasnoyarsk.

Chimes, bells chime
The shimmering merge voice,
When a resident of his millions
Smiling, his eyes open.
Maybe there are more beautiful country in the world,
Perhaps there is an ancient city,
Only city in the heart of Russia,
I will not be dearer than ever.

Where the hill closer to each other
Shake that is about to keep from falling,
On the steep banks of the Yenisei
Nice is a city of Krasnoyarsk.
On the steep banks of the Yenisei
Nice is a city of Krasnoyarsk.