Текст песни Николай Караченцов - зимнее письмо

As you zimuetsya, my friend?
As you snowstorm and vyuzhitsya?
How do you languish and neduzhitsya?
What kind of dream time?

What are the old words
You whispered again blizzard?
But this night, my friend did not know
What are your dreams come spring.

In which words in which melodies,
What advice and Rhapsody,
In some suites and symphonies
In his open love you?

I hasten to you to spite snow
Under clear skies on the night of frosty,
And in amber at the starry sky
Lay the spring to your feet.

As you zimuetsya, my friend,
With what music When evening?
With what joy immensely
Lay the snow at your feet?

Forgive me an old style
And the revelations of inevitability,
My unrestrained tenderness,
With snow you could not tell.

In which words in which melodies,
What advice and Rhapsody,
In some suites and symphonies,
In his open love you?

I hasten to you to spite snow
Under clear skies on the night of frosty,
And in amber at the starry sky
Lay the spring to your feet