37 lines
924 B
Plaintext
37 lines
924 B
Plaintext
Zori Moscow
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Chorus
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Zori Moscow, the Kremlin clock jingle singing.
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Good morning, land and sea, my Moscow.
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The first ray of the capital zaalel
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Clouds over Moscow even there.
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On this day, at this hour, we can not sleep,
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We meet the dawn.
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Above us the sky turn blue,
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On a sheet of transparent dew.
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We meet friends, we meet the dawn
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And native Moscow, we send greetings.
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Chorus
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According to the rigors of the road of the planet
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I marched for the happiness of friends.
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And I remembered your sunrises
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City of my life.
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You were a beacon in my life,
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Overall I dreamed about you,
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City of my life, the city of my songs,
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I saw you through the expanse of the seas.
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Chorus
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Make way silence field,
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We were flying passing breeze.
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And for friends Moscow opens
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One hundred ways and a hundred ways.
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The same age as other far my
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Breathe in the wind young.
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Before you are a hundred ways, a hundred ways,
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To his friends, you could embrace. |