Текст песни Алиса Апрелева и Фабрика тяжелой воды - 111 дней до весны

Golden foliage drowsiness :
From the heavens and of the earth - ringing .
Grey days slow running :
everything went -
and it started snowing ...

One hundred and eleven days until spring
and - in the sky .
As the latest tear strings -
wind crying.
Unfinished poems,
no remission of sins ,
not burnt ships ...

Thin ice November roofs ...
Yes , God, You see everything ,
but you are silent ...
Wind in the wings , a smooth run-up :
All will pass,
stay - snow.

One hundred and eleven days until spring
and - in the sky .
As the latest tear strings -
wind crying.
Unfinished poems,
no remission of sins ,
not burnt ships ...