Lyrics Force МАЖОР - Москва
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УЛИЦЫ МОСКВЫ
Ночные шорохи листвы, влюбленных пары,
Ах, эти улицы Москвы в кольце бульваров,
Круженье лунных площадей и звезд круженье,
Отсюда к юности моей, отсюда к юности моей, одно мгновенье.
Припев:
Ах, эти улицы Москвы, свет фонарей, как легкий дым,
Ах, эти улицы Москвы, вновь я прикоснулся к ним.
Храня приверженность свою свиданьям кратким,
Я у Никитских постою, вздохну украдкой,
Плывут как лодки на волне, дома в неглиже
Москва и молодость во мне, Москва и молодость во мне, неотделимы.
Припев:
Ночной Москвы негромкий вальс, кружит, уносит,
Боль расставаний улеглась, вернется позже,
К рассвету пары разошлись, не обернулись,
А мне уже не обойтись, а мне уже не обойтись, без этих улиц.
Moscow streets
Night roots of foliage, couples in love,
Ah, these streets of Moscow in the ring of boulevards,
Mug of lunar squares and stars grizzle,
From here to my youth, from here to my youth, one moment.
Chorus:
Ah, these streets of Moscow, light lanterns, like a light smoke,
Ah, these streets of Moscow, again I touched them.
Keeping the commitment of his dignity briefly
I will stand in Nikitsky, sigh sigtely,
Floats like boats on the wave, at home in negligee
Moscow and youth in me, Moscow and youth in me are inseparable.
Chorus:
Night Moscow is a quiet waltz, circling, takes,
The pain of parting went down, returns later,
The dawn of the pair was separated, did not turn around,
And I can no longer do, but I can not do without these streets.
Night roots of foliage, couples in love,
Ah, these streets of Moscow in the ring of boulevards,
Mug of lunar squares and stars grizzle,
From here to my youth, from here to my youth, one moment.
Chorus:
Ah, these streets of Moscow, light lanterns, like a light smoke,
Ah, these streets of Moscow, again I touched them.
Keeping the commitment of his dignity briefly
I will stand in Nikitsky, sigh sigtely,
Floats like boats on the wave, at home in negligee
Moscow and youth in me, Moscow and youth in me are inseparable.
Chorus:
Night Moscow is a quiet waltz, circling, takes,
The pain of parting went down, returns later,
The dawn of the pair was separated, did not turn around,
And I can no longer do, but I can not do without these streets.