Approaching Moscow


Who goes first in the native capital,
He is happy to tears,
Besides, though I can not sleep, but dream, but a dream
The rumble of wagon wheels:

Chorus:
Moscow, Moscow, the capital of hope and happiness!
Moscow, Moscow, every heart you cute!
Zdravstuy same, dear, hello, love,
Hello, my Moscow!

A lot, a lot of roads travels
We have seen countries out of the window.
Still, no matter how many stations
The final is only one!

Chorus.

Where constant care seek,
Strive always and everywhere
Who pedestrian, who on the train who are on a plane,
And who in a distant dream?

Chorus. 1954