Текст песни Лев Шапиро - Три дня в декабре

Cold snow whipped hot cheeks.
Sighing wind oboe .
And it was so lonely heart and hands.
But suddenly happened to you

Three days in December ...

Towards a new land of love and warmth ,
You, my dear man .
Let dissolve in the mist of blasphemy and praise ,
And contact Century

Three days in December ...

And who could know that fate decides everything myself ...
But the word has taken the love !
And who could know that come the second winter,
And repeated again

Three days in December ...