Москва

Moscow burned to the ground , you're still in the ashes
Those who could not conquer you walk into the inferno
The stakes are high weight have brands
What about you bluff and what is your rating
people fly like bowling yesterday
simply adding on mortality today Bentley
Today you're the first , tomorrow for you who does not remember
Moscow Does Not Believe in Tears , do not forget their roots
lend a helping hand if they have an interest
the weight of nothing , only your weight
important not to be carried out the fake bedazzle
it is important to remain themselves, the way you have
here the first to crash on the ground
in the company of models
Summer in Italy , in the winter in Courchevel
second, third, with trembling waiting for a time when the first * bnut
and the third becomes the second , first and the second
Such is not the intricate arithmetic
align nerves stuffing themselves neuroleptic
what you brought here , what is your profession
deliver pizza or reliance words
walk the runway , advertise trepё
or dissolved in the crowd to lie low
get a job in an office , living somewhere in Strogino
proklenaya work , weather, endless underground
Moskva.vse roads lead to the metropolis
ticket for the bus , train or plane
First adjust to this furious pace
get into dvizhuhu , and we'll see ...
I really do not znayu..naverno lucky
I was just hoping for themselves and their muzlo
I met here sensible people
commonality of views multiplied by kinship ideas
and five years in the heart of the capital of Mother
guys from the province realize their ambitions
and we have much to be proud of, we continue to swing the coast ...

Chorus:
Moscow ...
Moscow ... to each their alignment
who become , or chasm in quicksand
We hardly someone to look mill
us no way back
Moscow does not believe in tears

Not far from the place where the Kremlin is
not far from the spot where Lenin sleeps
where three stations and trains on rails
where even at ten o'clock closely
where the temple is surrounded by retail outlets
Billboards top great zotchih
I was in Sochi , Paris, Beijing, New York
but Moscow is that in a special way ... yes ... Torquay
I Rostov residence in the crust ,
but not much for myself, I immediately put down roots
we come in large numbers and ponaostavalis
but who is not our contraption zapyasi
bring joy
Moscow holds in Tesco as good staf
which is inserted and does not even think to let
there will be covered hard depresnyak
I do not know what to call it , perhaps longing city
I saw Moscow as a den or a madhouse
as a young man looks at first love
remember eventually became a native New District
and removable hut reminded me of home
we have a great dodo and the ancient river Moscow
and except accent and registration which we do not share
Do not forget that I'm still at a party
and here as we stray
asked to complete the jamb
Gulf of boiling water fresh tiguanini
with labeling and bone watching football on TV
though differently perceive the world , we on the way
tea drinker listening rap remembering Beijing
count up how things have changed , how much water has flowed
I have often been blind, and I led a guide
I like your crazy rhythm Moscow never sleep
I like these streets , urban style
Jr. reёg on Feng Shui , fashion trends
roof , opera , Black Star`y , velvet , fresh,
Face control , closed live parties ,
but I'm right where shakes repchina
Kursk on the ring on the street Kazakova
radio, then easily meet friends
At the district met the real dvizhuha
Gro Masha , Coupe with Julia , with Isa Gufom
in the tea pose favorite Vietnamese restik
yes, we here have long been the local
and in this 9- etazhke on the top floor
we had planned a family budget
from home to studio 2 tracks in your player
fat woman in a cap and my favorite Heer
probably not something new about you not told Moscow
just alignment in simple words ... basta ...

Chorus:
Moscow ...
Moscow ... to each their alignment
who become , or chasm in quicksand
We hardly someone to look mill
us no way back
Moscow does not believe in tears