Текст песни Ирина Бржевская - Московские окна

Here again the sky darkens,
So the windows lit up in the gloom.

My friends live here.
And, breathing away
I peer into the night windows.

My friends live here.
And, breathing away
I peer into the night windows.

I like to dream under the windows
I can read them like books.

And keeping the cherished light,
And exciting and beckoning
They look at me like people.

And keeping the cherished light,
And exciting and beckoning
They look at me like people.

I'm like in the old years again
I'm ready to stand under your window.

And into the light of his rays
I am always in a hurry faster
As on a date in my youth.

And into the light of his rays
I always hurry faster
As on a date in my youth.

I admire you at night
I wish windows, happiness to you ...
He has been dear to me since ancient times,

And it is not clearer -
The unquenchable light of Moscow windows.
He has been dear to me since ancient times,

And it is not clearer -
The unquenchable light of Moscow windows.
He has been dear to me since ancient times,

And it is not clearer -
The unquenchable light of Moscow windows.