Текст песни Сергей Наговицын - Белый снег

The owner will open the gate for me
And drop the word after it
And the weather today is not the same
And the wrong car on the platform.
I put my belongings in a backpack,
I lit up, said goodbye to the lads,
Over the left spat a shoulder
And stomped a short path.

Chorus:
White, white, white snow
Melted in the spring
And the melody of drops will play after me.
White, white, white light
The camera is empty -
This is my best april
For fifteen years.

And further on a high fence.
I bit my lip with happiness
And imagined how I would drive into the courtyard
On a painfully familiar taxi.
I’ll climb to the floor slowly
I’ll call, the door will open and
On the threshold of my own soul -
An old mother in a scarf is worth it!

Chorus.

The owner will open the gate for me
And drop the word after it.
And hopefully never
He will not see me anymore ...

Chorus - 2 times