Текст песни ЛН - Нева

Look at this water surface of the River Neva,
Look, smile and Gray your hands about my.
And the Finnish wind painfully pinched cheeks and cheeks,
Flies in the passages and mocks the waste collectors ...

Flew flyers like abandoned letters separation,
You still warm, looking at Neva, about me your hands.
We will stand above the river, although we are very cold,
But with hot love, even St. Petersburg wind will not cope with sure ...

Eh, Nheva! .. Save your cold of our toughers!
And let this moment fly through the age as a spell.
Ah, Nheva! .. You are cruel, cunning, but still cool sweet ...
You stand the city in which fate is peaked ...

I do not know whether our heartfire will be burning forever?
I hope with time it will not turn into mental pain.
In the meantime ... we stand over the river, although we are very cold,
And with hot love, even St. Petersburg wind will not cope accurately ...