Текст песни Пацаны и пацанки - На московских улицах весна

On the streets of Moscow doves kissing,
On the streets of Moscow spring.
All the benches occupied by couples in love sutra.
The first goodbye, kissing earlier,
It seems that all have gone scrip.
Daughters do not judge you, strict birth - spring.

In the spring of Moscow streets,
All the benches are occupied sutra.
On the streets of Moscow in the spring
We's go hand in hand with you.

In the spring of Moscow streets,
All the benches are occupied sutra.
On the streets of Moscow in the spring
We's go hand in hand with you.

Warm evenings the boys under the windows,
Like a flock of cats in March,
By resounding guitar sing songs about love.
On the streets of Moscow doves kissing,
On the streets of Moscow spring.
All the benches occupied by couples in love sutra.

In the spring of Moscow streets,
All the benches are occupied sutra.
On the streets of Moscow in the spring
We's go hand in hand with you.

In the spring of Moscow streets,
All the benches are occupied sutra.
On the streets of Moscow in the spring
We's go hand in hand with you.

On the streets of Moscow doves kissing,
On the streets of Moscow spring.
All the benches occupied by couples in love sutra.

In the spring of Moscow streets,
All the benches are occupied sutra.
On the streets of Moscow in the spring
We's go hand in hand with you.

In the spring of Moscow streets,
All the benches are occupied sutra.
On the streets of Moscow in the spring
We's go hand in hand with you.