ProZa - Мой город Сергиев Посад - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Let this bit hit according to the not faithful, this legend is not an perishable story I am an immense, I come from where the sunsets are visible, you hear my brother, Sergiev Posad

Not the city of the hero, but the city of legend, he pashes his own person on films

And every centimeter of these streets is essentially

Breathes in my curd with his wide breasts

here the stars shine brightly than people morally richer

With these qualities, we knock out good luck with one hand to the top for many are not achievable

But for my people, the main thing is to nonsense false

Tourists from all over the world come here to visit an important city in Russia

Svyatotrotitan Lavra, a make -up waterfall, I am with you to the end my Sergiev Posad

This city gave me a better childhood! From streets and avenues to familiar enters

Through centuries and thousands of years I have never given my native land! !!

Let this bit hit according to the not faithful, this legend is not an perishable story I am an immense, I come from where the sunsets are visible, you hear my brother, Sergiev Posad

my native area where the streets were warmed by a star where we sang under a guitar with boys with boys

I grew up here and the city of my native teacher !!

good and hatred is at the same time offended and all the energy that reins in May veins

Gives me the strength and memory of where I lived !!!

time passes in time waves,

The discharges of lightning shoot the spiritual silence here Russian the spirit here Russian laws!

Unzvirgaying gods breaking their thrones do not foresee pride, you will not lose the crown !!

We will save the descendants to the transferred city by going with it to the end through the flame and the Holod

Let the dome of the laurel shover the east crane

Remember my city Sergiev Posad now

Let this bit hit according to the not faithful, this legend is not an perishable story I am an immense, I come from where the sunsets are visible, you hear my brother, Sergiev Posad

Respecting the touch, we do not lose faces, we remain packed as free birds

We are young, strong are beautiful and omnipotent, let the truth sparkle for evil enemies.

Let this bit hit according to the not faithful, this legend is not an perishable story I am an immense, I come from where the sunsets are visible, you hear my brother, Sergiev Posad

This is our city in which we live those who will understand what we are singing with us in the topic

to whom the streets are familiar who knows every turn who has grown in this city knows what it is about

Asterisk, Boglyanka, Uglich, Malasavor, Farm Poultry, Vaccine

Here everyone knows each other more than once Sergiev Posad, let's go forward to the gas

You are in the heart of each of us, you keep the story of a simple town, from the Moscow Region

Voices rattle hitting the plate, I am faithful to the white walls of the laurel until the end

We need victory, we do not need glory

these lines re -read from the Lava volcano for the city of your native caress these rhythms

Sergiev Posad one love is one prayer !!