Текст песни Абрамова Татьяна - Посреди зимы

In the middle of winter, in the middle of winter
Nightingale never sing.
White Crane middle of winter
Do not arrive to us.

Chorus:
Oh, why do we sometimes happen are,
When it's love,
So naive and so ridiculous,
So then there was only pain,
Only a trace of someone else's pain yes
In the middle of your winter
In the middle of winter, but in the middle of winter.

In the middle of winter, in the middle of winter
Snow in the face, the wind at his lips.
Let you in the middle of winter, on the other
Good, but not as we.

Chorus.

In the middle of winter, in the middle of winter
Nightingale never sing.
White Crane middle of winter
Do not arrive to us.

Chorus.