Текст песни Хор Кантилена - Будет садом город мой

In our city, young and ancient
every bush dear to me and dear
There Privetnoye me waving trees
Those that I myself put in a good hour

Chorus:
Let the summer and winter
Will my garden city
Let always sing it a bird
Singing to us with you
Let the summer and winter
Will my garden city
Will my garden city

If storm windows for angry
Anyway I Dissolve window
Pigeons, sparrows and tits
Little sun does not stint gifts

Chorus.

The kindness and warmth , I believe
Vesta with its generous city
None birch tree nor bird nor beast
We never give offense

Chorus.