Текст песни Марк Тишман и Нонна Гришаева - в нашем городе ночь как будто...

In our town the night as if,
We wake up together in the morning ...
And friends we navreno about something,
And we have - love them - work.

Chorus:
I like the way you sing,
I like how you say,
I love everything that you do to me ...
Come on !?
At the sound of your voice superwave,
Your voice full of strange secrets,
Give birth to your touch light from darkness
And I think that you - a child of a wonderful country
And I think, I think ... I love you!

And for us, but the third - once,
I have a personal question for you:
Love or not? Sounds, oh, how stupid ...
It is unlikely that there is an answer, love - not science!

Chorus:
I like the way you sing,
I like how you say,
I love everything that you do to me ...
Come on !?
At the sound of your voice superwave,
Your voice full of strange secrets,
Give birth to your touch light from darkness
And I think that you - a child of a wonderful country
And I think, I think ... I love you!

I love you, baby!
Te quiero, chico!
Ich liebe Dich, frau!
I'll Koch!