Текст песни Эдита Пьеха - Санкт-Петербург

The wind is quietly rustling
Through the stinging sadness of leaf fall.
Peter and Paul Spire
Carefully lifted the skies
So that everyone sees
The grill at the Summer Garden,
These parks, bridges and others
Your miracles.

St. Petersburg,
For me you have remained the capital.
St. Petersburg,
And forever and ever.
St. Petersburg,
People will be proud of you.
St. Petersburg,
You are my love, life and destiny.

Where the bronze Peter
Extends over the hail of the right hand
And filled with pride
He became over the Neva Hermitage.
Freeze in delight
Before the former capital of Russia,
And through the raindrops
I hear somewhere
Life Guards March.

The shadow of the raster columns
Gently falls on the shoulders.
And the river washes tiredly
Coastal granite.
I confess my love
To you, the city tonight.
May fate be yours forever
Under the Baltic sky stores.