Текст песни Александр Подболотов - Белая береза

White Birch pond freezes over
    Branches silently groaning over the ice.
    The house is approached, pulled me.
    White birch in my mother's window.

    Long Road. At the heart of sadness.
    A vague anxiety beating at his temple.
    The Long Road - eternal sister.
    Late regrets the time has come to us.

    Get up before dawn, I go out sometime.
    To silence the well mёrzlomu go up.
    What is the reason? Who is to blame?
    Long Road? My house of ice?

    Only if you stay in the children's dream!
    White birch in my mother's window.
    White birch in the wind cool.
    Branches icy stretch in my house ...