Текст песни Вадим Козин - Письмо Из Магадана В Москву

Words: Peter Nefed
Use: Vadim Kozin

For a long time, I have not been together with you,
And you, of course, remembering me,
Hand mahnete - no news
He is somewhere far away, friends.

Do not believe the evil to this naval
Out one contrived story.
There was no such edge and no,
And if it was, then long before us.

And who visited this in this region,
He would not know today these places -
Lights of the building of the sky illuminating
The villages are growing new.

And from Moscow to us much closer
What was before. We are here, like you,
We live and love, work and breathe
The same air of Moscow.

We have winter in your right,
It is impossible to tell.
That's how we live, but what was
It has long been in history, friends.