Этот город [Etot gorod] [English translation]

I think that this city is the best one in the world,

And it seems like it has been drawn with chalk on the wall;

Bridges, rivers, boulevards, and white-colored bows,

Multicolored freckles have been drawn, as I suppose.

When this city wakes up it looks right into the skies

Recently the moon had been hiding in their high

Morning birds are blowing up the sunrise with their wings,

A white ship is floating away with loud rings.

Hey, this city doesn't look like anything around.

Smiling at the passers-by the city is about

To make its habitants to know that miracles exist,

Fountains blossom to the skies that barely can resist.

I don't know if somewhere else there such spring is as here

That covers me in grace

And I'd better let winds go ahead, but I will stay

Forever in this place

Light blue sidewalks, dark blue flowers, and bright-yellow trams,

Rose-colored dreams, you know, I can't resist their charms.

The city looks like it has been drawn with chalk on the wall.

I think that this city is the best one in the world.

I don't know if somewhere else there such spring is as here

That covers me in grace

And I'd better let winds go ahead, but I will stay

Forever in this place with you

I don't know if somewhere else there such spring is as here

That covers me in grace

And I'd better let winds go ahead, but I will stay

Forever in this place with you

I don't know if somewhere else there such spring is as here

That covers me in grace

And I'd better let winds go ahead, but I will stay

Forever in this place