Moskau. Fremd und geheimnisvoll. Türme aus rotem Gold. Kalt wie das Eis. Moskau. Doch wer dich wirklich kennt. Der weiß, wenn Feuer brennt. In dir so heiß. Kosaken, hey, hey, hey, hebt die Gläser, hey
There lived a certain man in Russia long ago. He was big and strong, in his eyes, a flaming glow. Most people looked at him with terror and with fear. But to Moscow chicks, he was such a lovely dear.
