Текст песни Александр Иванов - Невский проспект

I'm walking alone by Nevsky
Because there is no one with whom
Because the evening
Because the rain

And on the Nevsky crowd
And on the Nevsky noisy
And you can get lost
Yes, so that you will be lost

Like a needle, in a haystack
Like a gray cat in the courtyard
In the reflections of the windows we all,
So similar to dummies

There are no separate fates on the Nevsky Prospect
There are no persons under investigation, there are no judges
We got over a loan
And we lose it everywhere

In the underground passage, playing with the people
The brass band is a popular march
A street artist, putting his tripod
And choosing a victim, his pencil sharpens

Someone caught up with his bus
Someone is making a list in vain
Someone began to tell the story,
"Departed from the apron train ... & quot;

So the whole world began to feel,
As a ruble repaid loan
Screw this design
And how to live in it alas ...

A rain like rarely
Already the sun clouds cut
And the pigeons flocked
To the granite column

I'm walking alone by Nevsky
Not because there is no alternative
Not because it's evening
But because ...

I love this bustling city
I love his fast rhythm
He bridged the chains of bridges
He is made of white nights woven

The fresh wind blows from the gulf
Blow through, sweater
How can you call the city
Anyway for me, he's Peter