Birds toil over the Dnieper in the morning,
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The boys look smiling
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Champagne is ordered
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And the guilt of the steep is immeasurable.
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From everywhere the music is bright,
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Girls in bikinis, well, they're hot
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And somewhere the streets stretch
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Youth will never be forgotten.
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Chorus:
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And the city of Dnipro is held in high esteem by the lads,
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Dnieper steep green hills,
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And light falls on the city of the sun,
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My friends have lived here for many years.
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New houses, new themes,
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Boats and track cars,
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Thank God everything works out
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The boys are considered for this.
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Valerchiki on the lung will do,
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And then we will stretch to the river,
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The gypsy guitar will sound,
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He sizzles champagne in a glass.
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Chorus:
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And the city of Dnipro is held in high esteem by the lads,
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Dnieper steep green hills,
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And light falls on the city of the sun,
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My friends have lived here for many years.
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I'll ride around the city in the spring,
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And Seryoga the bear will tell me
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How are things with Zhenya, where are all the people,
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And where will we go for the new year.
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And while spring smiles
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Beauty knows her strength
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Days run and time does not last,
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Everything will pass, but friendship will remain.
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Chorus:
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And the city of Dnipro is held in high esteem by the lads,
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Dnieper steep green hills,
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And light falls on the city of the sun,
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My friends have lived here for many years.
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And the city of Dnipro is held in high esteem by the lads,
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Dnieper steep green hills,
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And light falls on the city of the sun,
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My friends have lived here for many years.
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My friends, long, long years to you.
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My friends, long, long years to you ... |