Текст песни Николай Коршунов - Ленинградская Грусть

Here Summer Sleekly, winter snow
And frost lying on the grass in the morning
All people in the fall run to the south
Well, she? She stayed in Moscow

And she breaks dreams without pity
Cold and the wind prejudice
She is better there, where in the morning bridges
And the nights are white standing over the Neva

She, of course, slowly sadness,
That rates are made and litron
She is one morning in a taxi,
She is not waiting in the evenings at the subway

And those who were yesterday with her on you
All who went because of her himself not
Stayed where the bridges ride in the morning
And the nights are white standing over the Neva

It will not help her hundreds of words that
And he does not escape from him anywhere
That's just my craft -
She sing songs and say: "Come"

But I know how these requests are empty
She choose to make for himself no first -
She is better there, where in the morning bridges
And the nights are white standing over the Neva