Текст песни Павел Гребенюк - Экскурсия по Симферополю

Tour Simferopol
We Pushkin pass, we will go to Gogol
and from Chekhov to Treneva turn.
On the bench at Treneva we wait a little bit,
if a bronze Trenev will not mind.

The provincial capital -
railway stations, squares, bridges -
like a guard at the border
country fun and dreams.
Under the scorching southern sky
He is standing in his uniform of foliage
my town, equidistant
Tel Aviv and Moscow.

And then you Makhnev we trolleybus city.
Past Lenin ride to the park.
Stand up at the parapet of a mighty river,
Where a canoe kayak does not diverge.

The provincial capital
The short skirt all year round.
It is impossible not to fall in love,
Here again the heart quickened.
Oh, how many couples in love
he had seen in his lifetime,
my town, equidistant
from Budapest and Baku.

We will go along Nevsky, Zhukovsky pass.
Where tank Council on Faith guards.
And according to Marx the gate, we ring her we close,
A violinist us something gentle play.

The provincial capital
Invigorates, like good wine.
And even if I say goodbye
is destined to be with you,
I'll be back with his head bowed
in your neighborhoods and backyards,
my town, equidistant
From Kiev and Ankara.