Текст песни Воронова Татьяна - Вальс - Житомир

Lyricist: Alena Novikova (Kochuk)
Music by: Voronova Tatiana
Performed by: Voronova Tatiana
Year of writing: 2006

The foliage is spinning on the Old Boulevard,
Pushkin smiles slightly at those in love,
And verses and words are spinning in a waltz,
And the air is filled with transparent sadness.

Lingeringly and dully counts "Big Ben"
Hours and centuries over the ancient city ...
He is young at heart and is waiting for change
In it, houses and trees stretch to the sky.

Trolleybuses are importantly bristling mustaches,
When, like birds, fly over the river.
And the bridge over the Grouse, like a balance,
Suspended to the sky by a giant hand.

The bazaars are humming like a beehive in the heat
There is a special place away from them -
All who are faithful to the pen come there,
Who writes poetry and beautiful songs.

And there is its own opening day on Mikhailovskaya:
There is a bohemian wind - cafes and paintings.
There the church rises above them like a guard,
And the lindens are singing about something for no reason.

My cozy city is a sage and eccentric,
The planet is proud of your sons.
And I'm happy that I came here
To my city of love, inspiration and light.