Текст песни Ольга Арефьева - Скоро зима

White is the clothes of a black baby
We ran - between the sea and the sky,
We wrote for God
Writing in the sand

Braided the roads
And they did not know
That winter is coming
And they did not know

That it will start soon
Who could have believed then

That she is already here -
Winter is coming soon!

Aloe - they entered the sun barefoot,
Swam - we rushed into the tides
Forget grievances
They discovered deception
And the prayers of the Hasidim
Rocked us
On the lyre of the psalm.
And nobody knew
That she is at the door
And no one ever knew
That she is at the door -
Winter is coming soon!

Yellow - the beatniks were drinking tequila
Their wives boiled milk for them,
The mulattoes were dancing
Sobbing piccolos,
Silk dress rinsed
In the hoarse saxophone cries.
Who could have known then
That she's already here
Who could have believed then
That she is already here -
Winter is coming soon!

Green - new herbs have grown.
Maples and their young oak forests
We've died more than once
But trees grow
We're going in a spiral -
The grass hears us under our feet.
So what is here
Will it snow soon?
So what if she's already here -
Looks into the eyes
Winter is coming soon!