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