Everything in the world is good The thing is that you won't immediately understand And a summer rain simply passed A normal summer rain A familiar face Will flash by in the crowd Cheerful eyes And in them will run The Garden Ring And in them sparkles The Garden Ring And a summer storm But I go, I pace around Moscow And I will still be able to pass through The salty Pacific Ocean And through the tundra, and the taiga Above a boat I will loosen the white sail For now, I don't know with whom But if I'm unpacking around the house And I find a violet flower under the snow I will reminisce about MoscowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
