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
