Текст песни Наталья Власова - Зимой

Why do you think every year the summer
Successive re cold and bad weather?
All to the magical midnight
Close your eyes and gasp with happiness.

Chorus:
In the winter,
When it becomes white city
Love
Snowstorm on streets and crunching underfoot,
Breathe prickly air to rise above the gate,
And sing,
That is still among us.

2.
Why do you think the odd passerby
Are scattered in the snow around the corner from tangerine,
And we, as children, waiting for a miracle,
Pillars at the beautiful new windows?

Chorus:
In the winter,
When it becomes white city
Love
Snowstorm on streets and crunching underfoot,
Breathe prickly air to rise above the gate,
And sing,
That is still among us.

Loss:

Chorus:
In the winter,
When it becomes white city
Love
Snowstorm on streets and crunching underfoot,
Breathe prickly air to rise above the gate,
And sing,
That is still among us.

In the winter ...

I love ...

Breathe ...

And sing
That is still among us
And sing
That budёt still among us
Between us...