Текст песни НГУ - А на Пирогова

I sat down on the window and look outside:
In a cigarette cloud, the lanterns are stolen.

Chorus:

And on Pirogov, the spring gomon comes again,
And on the puddles of dirty flogs of girls of different.
And on Pirogova, my city is three thousand fate
And huge pines forever green, forever beautiful.

It is said that in the Arctic climate does not change.
How are people going, poor polar kits?

Chorus:

And on Pirogov, the spring gomon comes again,
And on the puddles of dirty flogs of girls of different.
And on Pirogova, my city is three thousand fate
And huge pines forever green, forever beautiful.

Here our university is worth-of origin and attentive.
It is said that in the world there is no university ALMA MATERNES.

Chorus:

And on Pirogov, the spring gomon comes again,
And on the puddles of dirty flogs of girls of different.
And on Pirogova, my city is three thousand fate
And huge pines forever green, forever beautiful.