Текст песни Александр Иванов - Невский проспект. Песни о Санкт-Петербурге

I'm walking alone, Nevsky,
Because there is nobody
Because evening,
Because it is raining.

And on the Nevsky is crowded
And on the Nevsky is noisy,
And you can get lost
So much so that you perish.

Like a needle in a haystack,
Like a gray cat in the courtyard,
In the windows reflections we are all
So similar to mannequins.

There are no separate destinations on Nevsky,
No suspects, no judges
We got over a loan,
And we lose it everywhere ...

In the underpass, plays with the people
Brass band popular march.
And the street artist set his tripod,
And, choosing a victim, his pencil sharpens.

Did not catch up with someone your bus
Someone makes an inventory in vain,
Someone began the words of the story:
"The train left the platform ..."

So the whole world has become tangible,
As a ruble repaid loan,
Twisted such a design,
And how to live in it, alas ...

And the rain seems to be less
Already the sun cuts the clouds,
And the pigeons flew
To the granite pillar.

I'm walking alone, Nevsky,
Not because there is nobody
Not because the evening
But because ...

I love this bustling city,
I love his rhythm fast,
He is bound by chains of bridges
He from white nights weaved!

The wind is blowing fresh from the bay
Blow through sweater,
Whatever the city call,
Anyway, for me, he is Peter ...