Текст песни Валерий Тишлер - Город

Came December and now
Another new year
We will arrive at the door again.
And it will be a seriously,
In Sweat Sweet Gree
We will live these days.

And the city is quietly sigh
As if someone whisper
You are on the ear "hello."
And you already on the run
Mahnu handle Him
And you will smile in response.

Chorus:
My city, according to your snow
I'll get to my dreams.

From my way, hug me
Conduct to warm summer days.

Snow falls sickly,
And waiting all
Cool in a close circle.
Where are the faces of old friends,
Where is the sea of ​​warm lights
You will not be bored.

And we are not afraid
Winter Methemorphose,
Blizzards and cold.
And we like children again
Suddenly begin to dream ...
And in other things, everything is as always ...

Chorus:
My city, according to your snow
I'll get to my dreams.

From my way, hug me
Conduct to warm summer days.