Like an old fairy tale of dated poems and words.
Quietly beneath a façade, love'll come a knocking at your door.
Just don't frighten her, hold your beloved closely!
Chorus
Every hour when midnight strikes in Moscow,
The sun will rise somewhere again on the Earth.
Somewhere on the opposite ends of the Earth, one who believes will be in waiting
He will be the one who will be without love. So let the minutes count down!
The beating of the heart never rests!
Waxy beads like stars in the milky way,
Like drops of rain on a glass pane,
And let tonight be the night it'll all come true!
So where are you today, that playful winter's day?
Who be alone with you this New Years eve?
Don't let them fade away into the night!
Chorus
Every hour when midnight strikes in Moscow,
The sun will rise somewhere again on the Earth.
Somewhere on the opposite ends of the Earth, one who believes will be in waiting
He will be the one who will be without love. So let the minutes count down!
The beating of the heart never rests!
Waxy beads like stars in the milky way,
Like drops of rain on a glass pane,
And let tonight be the night it'll all come true!
Every hour when midnight strikes in Moscow,
The sun will rise somewhere again on the Earth.
Somewhere on the opposite ends of the Earth, one who believes will be in waiting
He will be the one who will be without love. So let the minutes count down!
The beating of the heart never rests!
Waxy beads like stars in the milky way,
Like drops of rain on a glass pane,
And let tonight be the night it'll all come true!
Somewhere on the opposite ends of the Earth, one who believes will be in waiting
He will be the one who will be without love. So let the minutes count down!
The beating of the heart never rests!
Waxy beads like stars in the milky way,
Like drops of rain on a glass pane,
And let tonight be the night it'll all come true!