Hello, Moscow


We met the street noise,
Rang boulevards foliage.
Entering under the arches of the railway station,
We whispered, "Hello, Moscow!"

Chorus:

We go, we sing,
We pass on the avenues and gardens.
We go, we sing,
And you smile toward us.
Moscow, Moscow,
Flies to popular belief you.
You're always young,
My dear Moscow.

And the wind flying, singing,
Above the light of the Moskva River,
Walks through the streets ringing
Cheerful young people.

Chorus.

No city in the world more beautiful.
You, we, Moscow, brought
And our youth tireless,
And the best songs of their own.

Chorus:

We go, we sing,
We pass on the avenues and gardens.
We go, we sing,
And you smile toward us.
Moscow, Moscow,
Flies to popular belief you.
You're always young,
My dear Moscow. 1945