Текст песни Клара Кадинская - Ах ты, зимушка-зима

The wind is whistling, the horses are racing
A song flies to all ends
And ringing - not called
Under the arch bells.
No snowstorm can catch us
It will not catch darkness in the field ...
Oh you horses, my horses!
Oh you winter-winter!

Do you believe or do not believe
But mine blew blood
Because in that envelope
Love is concluded.
And love will touch anyone -
Immediately in the heart of the commotion.
Oh you horses, my horses!
Oh you winter-winter!

Maybe dear changeable,
Maybe he met whom?
Ah bells, my bells
Call me about him!
Sing me something like that
So that darkness falls from my eyes!
Oh you horses, my horses!
Oh you winter-winter!