DEAD BLONDE - Снег растаял на плечах
текст песни

I turned on the streetlights
I was rushing to the boy
Let the car take me
Yes, through Moscow with flashing lights
Everyone's freezing in line
To the Nutcracker ballet
While I'm at the disco
Holding my darling's hand
Girls lined up
Eyes glowing like gold
Leningrad Highway
Yes, it appreciated their talent
I'm for peace and goodness
But when it comes with money
Otherwise, who will give
Snow-white auto industry
Snow melted on my shoulders
A new mink coat
I'm so hot
That I'm boosting the economy
In a brand new limousine
Riding like a horse
My betrothed is waiting for me
On Red Square
Whose fiancé is richer
Vanity Fair
And my perfume is being brought to me
Straight from Yugoslavia
He doesn't have an organized crime group
Just a gang
Be prepared always I'm ready
To arrange a castling
And to the loud chimes of the clock
Under my window, the cadets
Sing songs to me, and the general
Gives them diamonds
I'll take you away with me
Read the Domostroy
You'll be obedient to me
You'll be a beautiful wife
(Nope)
The snow melted on the shoulders
Of a new mink coat
I'm so hot
That I'm boosting the economy
In a brand new limousine
Riding like a horse
My betrothed is waiting for me
On Red Square