Текст песни Александр Матюхин - С. Есенин. Я по первому снегу бреду...

I'm the first snow delirious ,
At the heart of lilies of the valley erupted forces.
Evening become blue star candle
Above my dear I lit .

I do not know the light or darkness ?
In most wind sings il cock ?
Maybe instead of winter in the fields
It swans sat on a meadow.

You're a good , smooth surface of the white !
It warms my blood light frost !
One would like to press the body
Naked breasts of birches .

Forest , primeval slime !
About snowmaking cornfields fun ! ...
So I want to close my hand
Above the tree thighs willows.