Текст песни Юрий Антонов - Переулочки Арбат

Arbat lanes
 how dear to me
 your peace
 The noise of cars going somewhere
 I hand the throne strings
 Arbat lanes
 Give your music
 Your music is sacred to me
 And I will not sing again
 Arbat lanes
 Give your music
 Your music is sacred to me
 And I will not sing again

 Arbat lanes
 Present silence
 show than the rich
 slightly open the old days
 Arbat lanes
 from worries away;
 Since you spend sunsets
 I have an appointment with you
 sunrise
 Arbat lanes
 from worries away;
 Since you spend sunsets
 I have an appointment with you
 sunrise

 Arbat lanes
 share my sadness
 and take like a brother
 sadly to you again
 I come back
 Arbat lanes
 I lose not find
 But I lose a bit early
 Only you shall find
 In the alleys of the Arbat
 damn I disappear
 If you guys need
 look for me there
 Arbat lanes
 I lose not find
 But I lose a bit early
 Only you shall find
 In the alleys of the Arbat
 damn I disappear
 If you guys need
 look for me there