Midst in our travelling helljust after Swedenfloats on the NevaSt. Petersburg.After the curtainbefore the blowcool our feverSt. Petersburg, hello.Sundown at midnightmonkeys applaudingsunrise at onewalking on waterwaiting is overskies are still clearlike it or notSt. Petersburg, we're here.Do you like my accent?when I call you ангел (angel)or I call you ÑÐ½ÐµÑ€Ð³Ð¸Ñ (energy)did you know I'd be there?call me Снегурочка (Snegurochka)or Дед Мороз (Ded Moroz)Chasing the devilcatching his tailfishing him outwe've reached our quotahere is your anthemnow go to hellthe devils daughterSt. Petersburg, farewell.St. Petersburg, farewell.Do you like my accent?when I call you ангелor I call you ÑнергиÑdid you know I'd be there?call me Снегурочкаor Дед МорозDid you like my accent?when I call you ангелor I call you ÑнергиÑdid you know I'd be there?call me Снегурочкаor Дед Мороз