Текст песни Волшебники Изумрудного Города - Мой Город

When I was born my City
And you met the winter
As you was a nice kid,
And then it began a large,
I would like you brought up,
For this I will rightly called My City

In you I hear sirens,
And the sound of bells,
The bulk you low places,
And the erogenous zones,
In winter the snow up to the roof,
But you're nice to him always stand My City

When the salary is at work,
And your people zapet,
Then go home,
And who did not come,
It will find the shadow of the roofs,
And where you will find there all of their shelters My City

And if I go away somewhere,
That still come back,
I take the hands of two friends,
And you take a walk,
Every year you change the face,
You can view a small, but still large My City!