In the town of Leningrad,
Where five corners meet,
Sokolóv, our local lad,
In his mug was hit.

He sang songs so out of tune,
Made trouble.
So, the action of those goons
Was rightful.

In the town of Leningrad
Everything is bright!
Where are thieves and where are gangs?
Simply out of sight!

And it’s not like Athens weather:
It’s chiller.
Well, the Swedes and Finns are present,
So be it!

In the town of Leningrad
Cars are everywhere.
Don’t you try to stop a cab,
It will take forever!

If you are the type who drinks
Relaxing,
You won’t want to, but you’ll seek
Those taxis!