От Москвы до Мадрида [Ot Moskvy do Madrida] [English translation]

Glass with sangria of pomegranate

Waiting for me, waiting for me in this cafe

It is basically a simple story

I'm telling you "goodbye"

'Cause from Moscow to Madrid in five hours

On wings, I am gonna get out of sight of the zones

You didn't call me, I fell sad

So I took the last ticket to Madrid

From Moscow to Madrid in five hours

On wings, I am gonna get out of sight of the zones

You didn't call me, I fell sad

So I took the last ticket to Madrid

I am gonna write behind the stamp with bright lipstick

That everything is okay now, okay

And it's someone around you, but not me

Telling you "goodbye"

'Cause from Moscow to Madrid in five hours

On wings, I am gonna get out of sight of the zones

You didn't call me, I fell sad

So I took the last ticket to Madrid

From Moscow to Madrid in five hours

On wings, I am gonna get out of sight of the zones

You didn't call me, I fell sad

So I took the last ticket to Madrid

Telling you "goodbye"

'Cause from Moscow to Madrid in five hours

On wings, I am gonna get out of sight of the zones

You didn't call me, I fell sad

So I took the last ticket to Madrid

From Moscow to Madrid in five hours

On wings, I am gonna get out of sight of the zones

You didn't call me, I fell sad

So I took the last ticket to Madrid

• Artist:Yulia Savicheva
• Album:CLV (Селяви)