Текст песни Сюткин - Москва-Нева

Your Moscow and its Neva
Something common, probably you.
You are bright, he is gloomy, in a dispute between two cultures
He is again for the curb, and you are for the curb.

You have not seen the white nights and sides of Petrograd
He does not know the cunning yards and Bulgakov places.
He can never lead you to the front door.
And you won’t know what kind of entrance is in his house.

But your Moscow and its Neva
Something common, probably you.
You are bright, he is gloomy, in a dispute between two cultures
He is again for the curb, and you are for the curb.

You will hear how softly the Mariinsky harp sounds.
He will see another Malevich in bright colors.
You’ll get used to warming yourself with a Zenith scarf in winter,
He will walk through the palace in your red and white pants.

After all, your Moscow and its Neva
Something common, probably you.
You are bright, he is gloomy, in a dispute between two cultures
He is again for the curb, and you are for the curb.

Your Moscow and its Neva
Something has become common ..

Your Moscow and its Neva
Something has become common ..
Of course you are!