Well, those whom we love
we'll never be with
Why we have forgotten
that we're people
Let go your cry
to the poles of the earth
Fly!
From Moscow to New York
Through the opened windows
without address it flies above the world
Look!
That's a cry of loneliness of love
From Moscow to New York
Through the opened windows
without address it flies above the world
Look!
That's a cry of loneliness of love