Текст песни Шухрат Хусаинов - Вот Петербург...

Here is Petersburg, he meets the seventeenth year
So she is cheerful and young, and beautiful
Here is the orchestra, he will reach height today
Rose in champagne will start, but still will remain red

Where is this waltz? He circled the dances of the shone.
Greek god in the form of a Junker, where are you?
Young princess lacks neither tears and no strength
Every night will dream of her waltz and your epolets.

Everything is ahead. Father shot in the office.
What to say, if even Rastrelli is shot.
Crowds of vagrants discounted the Winter Palace,
White Guard dies, it snow like Sanwood.

Waltz is knots, or something with eyes is wrong?
I would not be a garden - the state would call the unknown,
If the princess falls into a typhoid bara
Only because the scattered junker did not hear it.

Yes, she had to surrender to the divine court,
Lips bite in the Commissar hot bed,
Wait and love. It is a pity that the one who is waiting for
Five years later, she shifts somewhere in Marseille.

Where is this waltz? He circled the dances of the shone.
Where is this waltz? He circled the dances of the shone.
Where?..