Текст песни Джабраил Яхьяев - Если зимнее небо устанет...

If you get tired of the winter sky -
So, the wind heard thee,
And the last cloud melts,
Snow is not ready to lose.

Do not be angry with ample pools -
This, my dear, a temporary path.
Will the city washed by awakened
And not soon want to go to sleep.

It is you, panting with happiness,
Along the stretch of road colors.
The city will be invisibly with passion
Play as you smile ...