Текст песни Червона - Зимушка- Зима

We are the places where hopeless winter
Ruthless fierce cold
The country is not the same, but the world still trembles
With a hammer and sickle
At the sight of the Saiga and the 47th AK
Direct view of the Russian peasant
Minus thirty to someone hell ice
And our children in minus thirty mold snowman
Lots of snow - their traffic jams,
But we ask more to a roller coaster ride
Sankoh and ledyankah, then the snow with a broom
Whisk with boots and ushanok
Warming stove and hot tea
It gets dark early here, but we did not miss
And on the table pancakes with love from Grandma
Do you feel? This is our way!

Ouch! Ai zimushka- winter, cold Russian!
Russia is still alive. We alive!
Ai zimushka- winter, cold Russian!
Russia is still alive. We alive!

To someone Barbie dolls and we
Painted wooden spoon
In the past, the great victory
What we have in mind no one knows
We will build a snow fort,
Pelted each other with snowballs.
We dance to keep warm
And even if we are called fools
Our wildest fools
Our guys are the strongest
Our girls magic,
Most interesting, Mom, thank you!
This is where the bears home
Here are all truly
That we live under Kolowrat
Here the Russian spirit, here smells!

Ouch! Ai zimushka- winter, cold Russian!
Russia is still alive. We alive!
Ai zimushka- winter, cold Russian!
Russia is still alive. We alive!