Текст песни Ара Бабаджанян - Парижский снег

White snow whirled, white waltz
in the park of Versailles oaks, invites you to dance suddenly your past, love Parisians are playing snowballs
only no one knows that a snowball flew after me from Moscow of fresh separation, a blizzard swept over,
swept the crown of the bezel shawl of past love there is no last love there is real, the snow is like a miracle in paris now the path is completely covered with snow, you wave your hand through the snowstorm my wonderful blizzard swept over the crown of the bezel shawl past love there is no last love there is a real one, Parisians playing snowballs
Only everyone knows that a snowball flew after me from Moscow of fresh parting, a blizzard swept over, swept over the crowns, weasel shalya past love no last love there is a real Parisians play snowballs
only to everyone in ignorance that a snowball, white snow, gentle snow flew after me from Moscow of fresh separation