Текст песни Аркадий и Александр Брязгины - Мой февраль

Fun from seven winds
Night street.
Late Perozhem
No need to watch
Like February homeless
Lantern shakes
how are your palms i
I can not warm.

How much nemerene versts
I had to measure.
And separations were in them
and dating.
How many February left,
just not to believe
that hands in the night warm
From breathing.

If in the whole world you
nobody needs,
That is especially funny
You will be in the spring.
And my february leaves,
gloomy and cleaned
in those places where appreciated
last year's snow.