| Not everything worked out right away.
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| Moscow was not built in a day,
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| Moscow did not believe in the words,
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| But she believed in love.
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| covered with snow,
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| Foliage enchanted,
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| Will find warmth to a passerby,
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| And the tree - the earth.
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| Alexandra, Alexandra
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| This city is ours with you
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| We became his destiny
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| You look into his face.
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| Whatever happened in the beginning
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| He will quench all sorrows.
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| That's how it got engaged
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| Us Garden Ring.
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| Moscow was painted with mountain ash.
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| Oaks stood as princes,
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| But not them, but ash trees
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| They grew without asking.
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| Moscow knowingly hopes
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| That all will be dressed in foliage.
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| Moscow will find for a tree
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| Even the edge of the earth.
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| Alexandra, Alexandra
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| What is there in front of us?
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| This is ash seed
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| Spins the waltz over the pavement.
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| Ash tree with a rustic view
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| Joined the Viennese waltzes.
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| He will break through, Alexandra,
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| He will breathe in Moscow.
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| Moscow didn't hide its anxieties,
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| Moscow has seen everything
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| But all the troubles and sorrows
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| They bowed before her.
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| Moscow's love is not fast
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| But true and pure
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| Because maternal
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| The love of others is stronger.
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| Alexandra, Alexandra
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| What is there in front of us?
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| This is ash seed
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| Spins the waltz over the pavement.
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| Ash tree with a rustic view
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| Joined the Viennese waltzes.
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| He will break through, Alexandra,
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| He will breathe in Moscow.
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| Alexandra, Alexandra
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| This city is ours with you
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| We became his destiny
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| You look into his face.
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| Whatever happened in the beginning
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| He will quench all sorrows.
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| That's how it got engaged
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| Us Garden Ring. |