Текст песни Майя Кристалинская - То ли буря, то ли вьюга

Either a storm or a blizzard
Poured snow into the braids.
What was your friend thinking?
Is all youth gone?
Is all the rye in the field ripe,
Has all the mint faded?
Are all the songs covered,
Did you shed all the tears?

Either she just kept quiet
What I waited for
If I could start over
I would start the same way.

I got up just before the light,
She did the same.
I sang the same thing that I sang
I was the same happy.

Our songs, our children
They both sing and see again,
How many songs are there in the world -
And all the songs are about love.

You can't hide yourself from love
You won't go into thick rye
And you can't pay all the tears
And you can't sing all the songs.