Текст песни FРЭЙD - Мой Петербург

Your Channels and Bridges
Crossing quiet streets
it's you
In the shade of thick alleys
I forget how much lived
Days

My Petersburg, what could be better
What kind of your roofs
It makes no sense to close your eyes
After all, you still do not sleep
My Petersburg, what could be better
What kind of your roofs
It makes no sense to close your eyes
You're never sleep

On the shores of your granite
in it hundreds of years in a row so quiet
Neva Shumit
In the shade of your alley
I forget how much lived
Days

My Petersburg, what could be better
What kind of your roofs
It makes no sense to close your eyes
After all, you still do not sleep
My Petersburg, what could be better
What kind of your roofs
It makes no sense to close your eyes
You're never sleep