Текст песни СизО aka Строки из Одессы - Строки из Одессы

Second of September two thousand eleven years
We put the beginning, we opened the doors to you
They are not in heaven, and not even in hell
This road leads from the words you back
To where you were when I was young
Where did you first blew white smoke
This rhyme leads you to the roof of the house
From it can be seen the streets of your area
Past the shops, where they drank beer
Past the square, there is now everything is beautiful
In the entrance you zachuhannoy loham stuffed snout
And here the crowd shouted that the judge's time on the soap
This area pops up in your memory
These lines give you to go there
Again, feel yourself at home
Where around all painfully familiar

In his columns you hear jail
Line from Odessa here, the time has come
It's time to remind the world about our typeface
Sanya and Dimon are ready to air
Line specifically for the southern capital
Previously, you could not even dream
Even the sick fantasy is not ready
Hear our clear word

This Precise lines from Odessa
You will not find them in the pages of the tabloids
Southern Capital, pearl of the sea
Everything remember, you know a lot of grief
And to write about this city, it is given to me to be born
Love for him in my heart will last for centuries
Under the pounding of his heart beats surf
Memories and happiness are the new wave
And again, sitting on the Gold Coast
Enjoying life, breathing in the sea air
I write these lines about you, my native town
And try to become like you, because you're a hero
And I'm proud of it, I Odessa
My friend and brother Dimon will confirm
After all, we are with him in harness
Now we write our string on one piece of paper