Текст песни Г.Буляков, сл.С.Овчаренко - Зимний вальс

Sky, flashing to the farewell bone,
Slap snow like a flock of swan,
He, rustle, shelters the carpet
From frost chopped beaches.

By updating the white paint house,
Decaying the intricate shore,
Rare Snow Guest Winter
He knocked insistently in the door.

Well, we are glad to guests, come in!
Ladies, do not scribble!
Dai at least once New Year's days
Meet us not with the rain, but with snow.

Let rain be sheds, but then ...
Now f, fate of human sorry,
Squeez all past clean sheet,
We will start a new year with new line