This song is about the most beautiful
city in the world. Moscow!
This city is a prostitute
She has red spots on her forehead
Her teeth are made of gold
She's fat and yet so lovely
Her mouth falls to my valley
when I pay her for it
She takes off her clothes but only for money
The city that keeps me in suspense
Moscow
One, two, three!
Moscow
Look!
Pioneers are going there, [1]
singing songs to Lenin.
She is old and nevertheless beautiful
I can't resist her
I can't resist
She powders her old skin
and has gotten her breasts rebuilt
rebuilt
She makes me horny I suffer torment
She dances for me I have to pay
I have to pay
She sleeps with me but only for money
It's still the most beautiful city in the world
Moscow
One, two, three!
Moscow
Look!
Pioneers are going there,
singing songs to Lenin.
I see what, what you do not see
(if you close your eyes)
When you sleep at night
I see what, what you do not see
(if you knelt down before me)
When you lay before me
I see what, what you do not see
(if you me with the mouth affect)
When you speak with me
I see what, you never see
One, two, three!
Moscow
One, two, three!
Moscow
Look!
Pioneers are going there,
singing songs to Lenin.