Текст песни А. Талалакин - А. Жемчужников Яблони в цвету

Though the winter hour days come from the east,
And still nature is good;
She does not sleep deeply and silently,
Frost it is not constrained by the soul.

And the leaves of the forest is not yet lost,
And the life of the noise did not stop there;
Wood knocks beautiful woodpecker
The starling bushes rustling dry leaves.

But let the winter come! I am pleased to,
When flying, snow clouding my eyes.
I love in the meadows whitening stains
And silver sunlit mountains.

Let the ground under the snow hardens life -
I have this death of nature is not terrible;
I know - the term stupor blowjob
And breathe life back into it spring.

To live up to my holiday earth!
Then I see the beauty of spring,
And valleys white see again -
But it does not snow, and apple blossoms.

Alex Zhemchuzhnikov