Павел Пиковский - Иду
текст песни

I go ... for destroyed Moscow ...
Through at home and through the square
Through the shadows and rains and puddles
I'm going ... through the cold Petersburg ...
I cut off as a surgeon
Nobody needs all dreams
Come back ... I ask you to come back
Turn around at night at night
Warm in the cold
I'm here ... You know that I'm here
Infinitely yours and all dried
I'm going ... through the lost New York ...
Where there is a stone delight,
Skyscrapers are wet in the rain
I go ... through Delhi and Bombay
In Indian rains
Your special taste
But darkness in the windows
For what ... so answer me answer
It was necessary to die the world
Come back ... I ask you to come back
Turn around at night at night, lyre
Fly away ... Lord with you
Fly away, we accept this battle
And drops of rain rain
On the skin of the first snow
And on the blade of the leader of the leader
Who has no ... no friends, no enemies ...
I go ... through the lost Berlin
Where are the roads-kovrolin
And the night darkness will fall on it
I'm going ... through a torn Madrid
The one that does not burn with passion
But quietly knit the darkness
But I ... I'm going alive for now
And in the soul of your strand
The rain is word
And I ... do not look at this rain
Still, I believe, you will come
To me again
Fly away, Lord with you
Fly away, we accept this battle
And drops of rain rain
On the skin of the first snow
And on the blade of the leader of the leader
Who has no friends or enemies ...