Текст песни Андрей Весенин - Ягоды рябины

Hides early fields, frozen fields
The earth falls asleep in November to spring
In the fields only a crow jumps and screams
Rowan berry on the lips is bitter
Bitters on the lips

Rowan berries, bitter wine
Rowan berries, yes gone
Rowan berries, no one will understand
That love has cooled
How to blame her?
How to blame her?

Puddles outside the window were frozen at night by a crust of ice
My soul didn’t tell me that winter has come
That my love is like a bird in a cold a little alive
I am with you to say goodbye not to find the word
Not find words