Текст песни Агафоний Хохлованов - Перший сніг

Was Monday - the beginning of the week
As if the weekend like a moment flew.
You go out of the entrance as if heaven
Snowfall from the sky falls snow ...

You spin with eyes closed
Here the snowflakes on your face fell ...
Strange snow taste like cotton
Yes, and somehow for snow is early

Your eyes, you open ...
On the entrance to the entrance you notice it
There is a bare homeless and chumback
So where did this snow come from

You look at valuable attention
Back your eyes closing
We are spinning face catching that it is impossible to call snow