Текст песни Моя дорогая - Дуэль

Duel
(W. / Mus. O. Sanin)

The arrival of winter I have not terrible,
As before, a child ... Snow Blind
It lays down a long night
Among the branches of etching and towers.

Winter with its slow work,
Eyes screwed up, saying, Sing, Svetik,
Oh, I'll bind it in your loop,
Oh, I have a network of gossip for you! -

But you do not believe her eyes!
Winter, come on, do not get up in a pose,
Look: on my hands trump card -
I know the date of your death!

I'm waiting for the first spring flowers,
Above the black of your bald spots.
Spring - and your end is inevitable,
Calm down, Winter, whether you are a rival to me ?!

And what we compete with you?
But the evil frost chained needles,
Flies snowstorm along the eaves naked ..
So ... a duel? - I accept the challenge!