There is no sound in the garden,
Everything sleeps till the Sun,
Just if you would know,
How darling are
Moscow evenings for me
Just if you would know,
How darling are
Moscow evenings for me
River’s running on,
And it doesn’t run
All from lunary silver
Song’s now can be heard
And it can’t be heard
In this evenings of silence
Song’s now can be heard
And it can’t be heard
In this evenings of silence
Why’re you darling leer,
Tilting your head low
And It’s hard to say
And not hard to say
What is inside of my heart
And It’s hard to say
And not hard to say
What is inside of my heart
And the sunrise is now so close,
So, I’m begging you,
Please just don’t forget
This summertime Moscow eve
So, I’m begging you,
Please just don’t forget
This summertime Moscow eve
© Copyright: Александр Листенгорт, 2009
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© Copyright: Александр Листенгорт, 2009
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