Текст песни Александр Карпов - Клюквенное Вино

Sometimes, when faded meadow
Last fall rain,
And the wild geese fly south,
Rising from the native wetlands,
     When the first snow will turn water
     And the rise of a new wall,
     Come to my house, we will have a drink with you
     Cranberry wine ...

Let the storm above our roof
Snowy mountains sweeps,
Without hearing the rustling of mice,
Sleeping couch potato cat ...
     Time, quietly passing by us,
     The village is to take a nap in the window:
     Summer in malachite eyes,
     Autumn in ruby ​​wine ...

Time coil unwinds the thread ..
Enough about the sad!
Will that sing and talk about what
And then remember ...
     Someone woven garments made of silk,
     Someone will hide the cloth ...
     This year's winter will be long -
     - It's time to stock up on wine ...