Текст песни Михаил Боярский - Мой Воистину Праведный Город

On the granite deep river
300 years breaking wave
From the line of Peter the Great
Until now, the lines incomplete.
Vernisazh reflections in the water,
They palette of your moods
From the rest of dull rain
And until a flurry of emotions flooding.
I know exactly my city alive,
Peter filled with the spirit of a united
From cobblestones on the pavement
And to the angel of the bell tower.

Chorus:
Regal and beautiful YOUR FACE,
You'll always be Pitertsy ROADS
AND YOU WILL BIG in rags,
INDEED righteousness MY CITY!

This city is great creators
Under the patronage of the saints of God
From poetry magnificent palaces
And to the needy prose wells.
Hermitage or the Savior on Spilled Blood,
Lamps and bridges over the river -
It is simply a declaration of love,
Ancestry to the sky forever ...

Chorus.