| For people who study Russian language, advanced level Snowstorm Crowned with the moon, High, as the beginning, As victory - not with me, Difficult, as hope... Behind the window - a snowstorm; Bound my life with snow, Tore the final off hinges, And ate all warmth... Play as you can, play... Close your eyes and return, Do not disappear, but melt And bow to the path... Warm my window, Let the spring out onto the field, Do not live up, but grow, And you will be forever with me... And you will be forever with me... And you will be forever with me... With me. Lanterns seek the ground, Candle reaches for the sky... Traces of dawn in the snow, Wings of the fallen light... Very well, Blizzard, pour me some - Let's drink time on the empty stomach! I shall sing, and you'll bark along Of lost things... Play as you can, play... Close your eyes and return, Do not disappear, but melt And bow to the path... Warm my window, Let the spring out onto the field, Do not live up, but grow, And you will be forever with me... And you will be forever with me... And you will be forever with me... With me. Carefully, slowly, With white wind in breast... Where by the boat, caught in ice, A frozen soul awaits |
