Lyrics St. Petersburg - Brazilian Girls

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 (angel)
or I call you (energy)
did you know I’d be there?
call me (Snegurochka)
or (Ded Moroz)
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
or I call you
did you know I’d be there?
call me or Did you like my accent?
when I call you
or I call you
did you know I’d be there?
call me or