On the frozen shore the Winter Palace sleeps quietly on,
Pulling from hearts a memory token lonely song,
People stop and stare and they wonder how time goes by,
Eyes grow long then the wind and snow begin to fly high.
The sun rises up on the city of Lenina
A world out of place lost somehow in an empty hole
Nocturnal Nevsky Prospect everybody's doing rock-n-roll,
Some didn't understand closed their eyes and they didn't want to hear,
But fireworks glared and sparkled up a bright New Year.
The sun rises up on the city of (like),
Lenin rises up on the city (like),
Sun rises up.
