Текст песни Злищев А. - Питер

Well, hello, Peter -
Genius beauty!
Hello you, gray houses on the car wash.
Inhale cramps, concrete and bridges,
And exhale Pushkin lines.

I walk without a goal, at random.
In the hand of wine, no one knows me.
I saw dirt, Leningrad died in her.
I saw the light, in him Peter comes to life.

And this light, like a gloomy deception,
Such a pleasant, but the bold places.
And I, forever your alkash and drug addict,
Which fused on Nevsky Avenue.

A. Zlischev "Peter"