Текст песни Минусовка - Московские окна

Here again, the sky darkens heights
That's windows were lit at dusk
| Where my friends live and breath zataya
| At night I gaze window

I can dream under the windows
I can read them like a book
| And the precious light storing and fermenting and enticing
| They are like people look at me

I was in the previous years again
Under the window is ready to stand by your
| And the light of its rays I always hurry faster
| How to visits from my youth

I admire you at night,
I wish the windows, good luck to you ...
He is dear to me these many years ,
And it clearly not-
Moscow windows ever-burning light