Текст песни Сергей Никитин - Да разве могут дети юга

Yes, how can the children of the south,
Where shine rose in December,
Where not razyschesh word "blizzard"
Neither the memory nor in the dictionary,
But is there where the sky is blue
And do not fade even for an hour,
Where for centuries until now
All that summer flatters the eye,
But is it even so, if only briefly,
At least for a moment, though in a dream,
Though inadvertently guess
What does it mean to think about spring,
What does it mean in the March cold,
When desperation takes
All wait and wait, like a clumsy
Stirred ice overweight.
And we are aware of winter,
Are accustomed to the cold,
That was not even sadness,
But the pride of the trouble.
And strong, icy resentment,
Dry snowstorm blinded,
We have seen already seeing,
Eyes are green spring.