Текст песни 8. Танцующий Невский - Летняя зима

This nice picture you invented myself ,
Having created it out of music and light.
Do you think the picture painted - Winter,
And I think - Silver Summer .
Then, whether a snowy field , then, whether Lake of the Woods ,
Saturated with fog and cool ,
You have me with him in the corner draw ,
But more than anything it is not necessary .

You - my Summer Winter
My winter summer .
You of music and light itself
Of music and light - Light!

I know that there Forest Cabins ,
Their peace nor rain, nor snow will not be disturbed .
What she looks like - this Summer Winter
Well , of course, you like it .
You're in the same secret light illuminated from the inside ,
Only me for your peace we can not guarantee .
I 'll put your gift over the bed by the window,
To you and me for ever not to be separated .