Текст песни А.Дюмин - Белый туман

Cold sheltered soul
I fell asleep in an old carriage.
Forgotten places
She was met again on the platform.

Again the prickly wind, death in the face.
The road is cut back again.
Only sometimes a letter
Will arrive from the birthmark.

Chorus:
White fog (white fog) covered the earth.
White fog (white fog) I have not forgotten.
White fog (white fog) - first convoy.
White fog (white fog) - the way home.

Made a mark on the wall
The day of the calendar is inverted.
And longs for me somewhere
My late spring.

A campfire made by someone
It will burn out, and it will blow the coals.
This is how my term will end.
Free wind will lead to the house.

Chorus.

White fog (white fog) covered the earth.
White fog (white fog) I have not forgotten.
White Mist is the first convoy.
White fog, I will return home.