Текст песни Віктор Шпортько - Я ще не все тобі сказав

Lush cool breeze from the mountains,
And the snow melts, burns like paper.
Running streams, running in winter
For those trails where we went.

Chorus:
It is not spring - do not believe the creek, love,
For warm wind in January, is deceitful -
More storms will still be snihoviyi,
Do not believe the winds, because the flowers they do not believe.
Spring will come and everywhere skresne ice,
Do not believe the winds do not believe the words oblesnym.
And our meeting for winter
Again I am with you, you - with me.

The sky wind nakosyv rain,
I say you've been wanting,
In order words, cold and bitter,
In the distant sea brought streams.

Lush cool wind sang,
I am not all, not everything you said.
Call me - I'm on thin ice
By the way, find you again.

Chorus