Текст песни Сергей Григорьев - Апрельский вальс

On a slippery street, on a long street
In April, the snow started again.
They eat boots and boots made of clay,
Cake with pleasure, to your heart's content.
And the coat breathes, the plowshares are oversized,
The last frosty sugary smoke.
Beats with a metronome on the spring air
Drops of the tune that we have known since childhood

Chorus:
Drip-Drip! And the icicle fell to the ground.
Well well! Bright days are approaching.
There is little left from the winter ball -
The train of the dress is drizzling and the lights of ice

Berets float, m scarves, and "cuban",
And the last parade of knitted hats.
And his bum three is in a hurry early
Change to a summer outfit as soon as possible.
Long ago the gypsy changed his fur coat,
And the passerine gallop is behind the day.
And the girls paint their eyes and lips
And more than before, they have curlers.

Chorus.