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775 B
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41 lines
775 B
Plaintext
Hello, Moscow
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We met the street noise,
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Rang boulevards foliage.
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Entering under the arches of the railway station,
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We whispered, "Hello, Moscow!"
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Chorus:
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We go, we sing,
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We pass on the avenues and gardens.
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We go, we sing,
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And you smile toward us.
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Moscow, Moscow,
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Flies to popular belief you.
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You're always young,
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My dear Moscow.
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And the wind flying, singing,
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Above the light of the Moskva River,
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Walks through the streets ringing
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Cheerful young people.
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Chorus.
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No city in the world more beautiful.
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You, we, Moscow, brought
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And our youth tireless,
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And the best songs of their own.
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Chorus:
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We go, we sing,
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We pass on the avenues and gardens.
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We go, we sing,
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And you smile toward us.
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Moscow, Moscow,
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Flies to popular belief you.
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You're always young,
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My dear Moscow. 1945 |