Текст песни Saint Petersburg - Saint Petersburg

Fatherland us tsarist village
I am the master of these words, but I will be red on the first as syrup
My mom will tell me a candy son
And cook there for an ax jam
Love you Peter Creation
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Let I do not format, but I will be steep
There is a focus on me, it's an area in smoke
Why am I here just now?
I do not understand
Dancing in the doorway Autumn Waltz Boston
What do you dream, the cruiser "Aurora"
It's not a dream
Once, two, three, "Zenitushka" Davi!
Gola Dani Rad.
And from the platform they say
"This is the city of Leningrad"
I returned to my city, familiar to tears
Leningradets for all one hundred!
And nose and hair roots
City over the free Neva,
The city of our glory labor!
Oyuy!
We are sick for "Zenit" native!