Текст песни Розенбаум А. - Непогода, и деревья пахнут дымом..

Bad weather and the trees smell like smoke,
Crackled in the stove mossy wood.
On a date not far from Nadym
Elk elk eagerly kissed on the lips.

So here I am. Tomorrow is a long road
On a hillock by the house of thy house,
Dogs have rotted threshold of the hall,
Rain - it is bitter when his sob.

        But if we are still people
        And if we still love,
        So, we still have with you so it is necessary
        A few happy days,
        So that we can with you at the bottom
                breathe.

Once fooled - then who will believe you?
One after another, like a dry land, bredёm.
We probably disperse without hysterics,
Just in the kitchen light went out over the table.

        But if we are a little bit more negadanny,
        And if none of worldly goods we do not need,
        So, you just be yourself, my dear friend,
        And not to have anyone.
        It is not put on the collar
                shower.

Bad weather. From her where we go?
Only the birds leave the power of the house.
Geese flew from childhood,
Emptied of white storks nest.