Текст песни Чорно-білі - Мій дім Львів

You ask where is my house?
I will show west
where sunlight is reflected from the wet roofs,
where transgressors smile
when odors circumstances, the beloved weather
No matter whether rain or sun
Whether dry or wet,
I proudly declare from Lviv -
Lviv my house, my house Lvov
song poured from all sides
Lviv - one we are many,
So let's respect that the house in which we go to sleep
You must be able to appreciate all that is given
You are not even meet each morning
Couples kissing on the benches in the park
someone inspects Lviv from the High Castle
someone listens to me, someone ignores
but it does not matter because this song give the city

Chorus
You ask me - where is my house?
I answer: - My house Lviv!
In response, I did not hear
This song give to his city
Ask me - where is my house?
I answer: - My house Lviv!
In response, I hear nothing
This song give the city

I sat on the bench
I look, watching as the people around me
run by
Hurry fleeing in all directions
Some just walk to the shops second
Not noticing the beauty that is around them
Houses dumb, old streets, narrow
Stelenyh cobblestone impregnated eternity
No better, no krysyvishoho.
Market Square - the heart of the city
Almost all roads lead here.
It has everything to spiritual harmony -
monuments, fountains and tramways.
If you will be caught here, where you will go -
museums, galleries, theaters and churches.
Is the best house in the world exist?
This song gives to his city!

Chorus:

You ask me - where is my house?
I answer: - My house Lviv!
In response, I hear nothing
This song give to his city
Ask me - where is my house?
I answer: - My house Lviv!
In response, I hear nothing.
This song gives the city!
My city Lviv - let everyone know where my house (4p)