St. Petersburg

Midst in our travelling hell Just after Sweden Floats on the Neva St. Petersburg After the curtain Before the blow Cool our fever St. Petersburg, hello Sundown at midnight Monkeys applauding Sunrise at one Walking on water Waiting is over Skies are still clear Like it or not St. Petersburg, we're here Do you like my accent? When I call you ангел Or I call you энергия Did you know I'd be there? Call me Снегурочка Or Дед Мороз Chasing the devil Catching his tail Fishing him out We've reached our quota Here is your anthem Now go to hell The devils daughter St. Petersburg, farewell St. Petersburg, farewell Do you like my accent? When I call you ангел Or I call you энергия Did you know I'd be there? Call me Снегурочка Or Дед Мороз Did you like my accent? When I call you ангел Or I call you энергия Did you know I'd be there? Call me Снегурочка Or Дед Мороз Дед Мороз...

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