Текст песни Александр Заславский - Лукерья

An ordinary evening, not finger of fate,
The wind turns a blizzard on the pin.
A snowdrift breaks down tomorrow,
The night rush changes the font.
From the dark begin to sing
Those who anticipate the ball.
At the lunar ramp unhurried light
Steps hides the fog ...
Luchery goes walking
Luchery is published,
All others are hiding in the shadow
They have nothing to catch.
Her chocolate shawl,
Trail by dew - silver,
Today she is all here,
All the rest later.
Life freezes throughout the country
At the factories buzzing beep
Astronaut in orbit throws a shadow
The old woman looks into the eye.
Below sea level in taiga
Fern blooms
The polar star threw a glass of boiling water
On Antarctic ice.
Luchery goes walking
Luchery is published.
All the rest are hiding in the shadow,
They have nothing to catch.
Her chocolate shawl,
Silver Deck Trail
Today she is all here,
All the rest later.