Текст песни ЭксКурс - Москва златоглавая

Moscow Golden-domed, ringing bells,
The Tsar is a sovereign gun, the aroma of pies.

Chorus:
Candy-lamb like swans, sleighs.
Hey you, stricken horses, - a scream from the irradiation is heard.
High school girls are rosy, a little drunk from the frost
Gracefully knock down loose snow from the heel.

I remember the deleted three, the flash of distant lightning,
Your shoulders are tired, the thrill of long eyelashes.
Everything passed, everything sped away into the irrevocable distance,
There was nothing left, only longing and sadness.

Chorus:
Candy-lamb like swans, sleighs.
Hey you, stricken horses, - a scream from the irradiation is heard.
High school girls are rosy, a little drunk from the frost
Gracefully knock down loose snow from the heel.