Текст песни Дима Билан - Петербургская весна

I cross-checked the steps, I'm looking at the back
As if were not the ones, as if in a dream
Quiet shake the hand of the silent void
Drown thought in the eyes of the first ever Spring
 
Lights, bridges, empty dreams
Burn life clock on the wall
We froze, we forgot
As the city of a stranger sings about heat
 
The lights die down, the city brings bridges
In the windows of spring melts the heat Petersburg
In the bright light of the moon as if we alone
In the maze of paths always strange Neva
 
Lights, bridges, empty dreams
Burn life clock on the wall
We froze, we forgot
As the city of a stranger sings about heat
 
Lights, bridges, empty dreams
Burn life clock on the wall
We froze, we forgot
As the city of a stranger sings about heat