Текст песни Garlic Kings - Петербург

Window to Europe
Towards the northern seas!
Salty breeze
To taste the proud ships!

Seaport
In it bustling from year to year.
Find shelter in it
any free Sailor

My Petersburg - This is the story of victories
My Petersburg - These are the heroes of many years
My Petersburg - This is paradise, someone hell
St. Petersburg - Petrograd Leningraaaad!)

Our city remembers
The pain and the greatness of the past,
And white night
With delight'll wait for the dawn
And the sun would say,
What city is waiting and it's time
And we are proud of,
What we were together until morning.

My Petersburg - This is the story of victories
My Petersburg - These are the heroes of many years
My Petersburg - This is paradise, someone hell
St. Petersburg - Petrograd Leningraaaad!)

Live, my city,
Sing, a young and prosperous
The vow of love
There is no better in the world, and know
I am devoted to You
As you live, you breathe
And do not be sad
When at the time of leaving