Текст песни А.Тимонич - Опалиха

Oplaiha

Anatoly Khabarovsky

Christmas trees coniferous fingers
Easy in the snow.
Freezing opaliha
Loading in the spring.

To Bela,

White-Bela

Everything around Winter

Calked.

Step by step on the promissory,
According to the familiar trail
Behind you, the heart is asking for
Very wanting to you.

Here is the case -

The heart took away

Nothing instead

Did not leave.

Suddenly, for fitness dances
I recognize you.
Somewhere near the station
Electric trains sing.

Met -

I did not notice

And my eyes

Did not answer.

In white more than inappropriate
Silver spruce
Over Olocking Snowy
Flashing blizzard.

To Belarus

The heart is pretty

And my love

Noticed.

Flying clouds fall,
Pigeon sky.
Southern wind opalihu
I traveled, loving.

Spring here

Puddles plowed

And Oliha

Suddenly melted.

1963.