Ya sveryayu shagi, ya ishu v glubine
Slovo stali ne te, i kak budto vo s ne
Tiho szdrognet ruka ot nemoy pustoti
Tonut misli v glazah vechno pervoy vesni
Ogni, mosti, lustie sni
Szhigayut zhizn' chasi na stene
Zamerzli my, zabili my
Kak gorod chuzhoy poet o tebe
Zatihayut ogni, gorod svodit mosti
V oknah taet teplo peterburgskoy vesni
V yarkom svete luni my kak budto odni
V labirinte putey vechno strannoy nevi
Ogni, mosti, lustie sni
Szhigayut zhizn' chasi na stene
Zamerzli my, zabili my
Kak gorod chuzhoy poet o tebe
Ogni, mosti, lustie sni
Szhigayut zhizn' chasi na stene
Zamerzli my, zabili my
Kak gorod chuzhoy poet o tebe