Текст песни Вилли Токарев - Берлинская Стена

I flew to Berlin from the warm New York
and here is a Russian winter
and Russian here as we say to hell
and I fell in love with these Strasse and at home.

I have long wandered alone through the snowy Berlin
and underfoot snow in Russian so crunched
I made ​​the journey in this life is very long
and from Berlin to Russia suddenly wanted to.

pripev-
I walk along the wall so all there stare stare
and I was there any answer to any greeting
and the wall of Russian mat and the wall of the machine
and so over the years from dawn to dawn.

Germans and accurate as calculating machines
winter calm tempered in Stalingrad
and old men once brave men
are on the snow on parade .

snowflakes falling as symbols of Russia
snowflakes falling to West Berlin
we have received in life what we asked
but all of us with the last shared drive a wedge .

pripev-
I walk along the wall so all there stare stare
and I was there any answer to any greeting
and the wall of Russian mat and the wall of the machine
and so over the years from dawn to dawn.

I think there is something in the quiet of the Reichstag
but I like Russian rancor sickens
I sincerely wish the Germans Guten tag
and the fact that it was God himself let them simple.

sounds like before Rozemunda over Berlin
and marches brave still sound
and I sing myself about red viburnum
Yes I remember our best girls .

Chorus 2 .

I stayed for a week in Berlin good
gained weight and slightly swollen from vodka
with friends for a week drinking eating
Winter in Berlin from the sky pours white fluff.

and I am so sad to leave Berlin
a feeling like you're in his native Moscow
New York was all unwittingly forgotten
and then resurrected in a reckless head.