Текст песни Муслим Магомаев - В снегах потеряны тропинки

The snows of lost paths,
In the fields lost someone track
Leisurely snowflakes
Fly like a butterfly on the light.
Chorus:
Winter, winter lasts all-lasts
And do not leave the yard.
And we ought to make peace,
Once again it's time to quarrel.
And we are with you about the weather
At every meeting we lead.
All are looking for a word - do not find,
When we meet together.
Chorus:
Winter, winter lasts all-lasts
And do not leave the yard.
And we ought to make peace,
Once again it's time to quarrel.
When was the last month of winter
Tired blizzards smoke,
Then come, then tell me,
What you love is not tired.
Chorus:
Winter, winter lasts all-lasts
And do not leave the yard.
And we ought to make peace,
Once again it's time to quarrel.