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You are my Moscow - battle of the Moskow - song of the You can hear the echo of our old parade We dream routes of the main cast ... You - my hope, you - my joy, At the heart of the soldier you, my Moscow. We suffered our fair victory, Delivered to the saints of consanguinity. Each new house, every new song Remember gone into the battle for Moscow! Grey overcoat. Russian talents. Blue glow incorruptible eye. On the plains of snow, young cadets ... It began immortality. Life was cut short. I'm in this world does not need anything, Only used in hard times you were still alive: You - my hope, you - my joy, In every Russian heart you, my Moscow. Everything that happened to us, remember our children, - All lost, that they rescued ... Only to you remains the best on the planet, The fairest city in the world. The old streets of our timid views Young stern words of our songs. You - my hope, you - my joy, Each of our hearts you, my Moscow.
