Hey, Nikita, is it cold
In your little corner of the world?
You could roll around the globe
And never find a warmer soul to know.
Oh, I saw you by the Wall
Ten of your tin soldiers in a row,
With eyes that looked like ice on fire
The human heart a captive in the snow.
Oh, Nikita, you will never know anything about my home,
I'll never know how good it feels to hold you,
Nikita, I need you so!
Oh, Nikita is the other side of any given line in time
Counting ten tin soldiers in a row,
Oh, no, Nikita, you'll never know...
Do you ever dream of me?
Do you ever see the letters that I write?
When you look up through the wire
Nikita, do you count the stars at night?
And if there comes a time
Guns and gates no longer hold you in,
And if you're free to make a choice
Just look towards the West and find a friend.
Oh, Nikita, you will never know anything about my home,
I'll never know how good it feels to hold you,
Oh, no! Nikita, you'll never know!
Oh, Nikita, you will never know, never know anything about my home,
I'll never know how good it feels to hold you,
Nikita, I need you so!
Oh, Nikita is the other side of any given line in time
Counting ten tin soldiers in a row
Oh, no, Nikita, you'll never know...
Nikita...
Counting ten tin soldiers in their row...(Х2)