Look at young Natasha fly

Got gold medals in her starry eyes

Di Di Di

She's a family jewel and a national prize

Tiny in her leotard, every day upon the double bars

Di Di Di

She's gonna be a superstar

In Moscow on Hollywood Boulevard

In Moscow on Hollywood Boulevard



Born with wings upon his feet

Number one in every major meet

Di Di Di

And he's racing toward a phantom heat

And maybe in Valodya's dreams, Disneyland and a pair of new west jeans

Di Di Di

And a sequined shirt of Norma Jean

In Moscow on Hollywood Boulevard

In Moscow on Hollywood Boulevard



Oh, how they dream

Oh, how they dream

Li Li Li Li Li Li



She was 5 and he was 6

They stole the family crucifix

From the icons

She was 6 and he was 7

And they had their own idea of heaven

To dream on

Now they're in the bloom of youth

And they were heading out to bring the gold

And the glory to the motherland

When all at once their names were banned

From Moscow on Hollywood Boulevard



First the eagle, then the bear

You both had an equal share of blame

Di Di Di

Blaspheming the sacred flame

Natash and Valodya might take the pieces of their broken wings

Di Di Di

And send them off with the icon

To Moscow on Hollywood Boulevard

When the flame will burn in Strawberry Fields forever and ever

Li Li Li Li Li Li



Oh, how they dream

Oh, how they dream

Li Li Li Li Li Li