Текст песни Александр Абдулов - 12 месяцев

From the first to the thirteenth of our January
Themselves recruited old numbers.
Illumination removed, but not lit candles
From the first to the thirteenth
Old looking for friends.

Like the twelve months
These twelve days
Perhaps something will change
In your life, and my
Perhaps something will change
In these twelve days
Twelve days.

I buried under the snow champagne in the garden
Spraying the cautiously with you, all of a sudden it does not find
We were married hastily fantastic snowstorm
From the first to the thirteenth
And now forever.

These twelve days
In your life and mine.
Perhaps something will change
In these twelve days
Twelve days