Текст песни моя мишель - Променад

Throwing light on the asphalt our shadows
Trams fly like ghosts.
The sound of their wheels is hopeless and hum -
They have routes, we have a walk.

For two players
Around the corner - north
Hold on firmly
Don't be silent only

You can't hide from me
These feelings are real

2.
Benches and flower beds flicker in the park,
And the wind in dresses dances rumba
And the city is small from the smells of mints
Oh, how nice it is to walk together

No need for speed
City ahead
Hold on longer
I'm not silent anymore

I'm not hiding from you
These feelings, these real