Текст песни Константин Чудинов - Как нас завьюжило

How we got stuck
To the very eyes, we remained white with snow
but the cities were greeted with melt streams,
When we fell in love with scarlet flowers.
And what is the matter of the dead before the tales come true?
When time has no rights and just breathes!
So easy to breathe ... how we were swept!
Seven blue days on the seventh morning of Monday,
And we loafers - only in the hair of burdocks!
Night vigils, spring rains,
And we are hungover, with a hangover very gentle,
And on the way to each other gloomy and snow flakes,
But it's still, always the same
We are new again, we are again very dear
Either vaselka, then forget-me-not, take-off field,
And the bunkers are blown up and the companies are assembled,
Like films, old scratches over the years.
Mom, don’t look for bonfires, because we’re not proud,
We will disappear completely in our homeland ...
After all, we are busted
To the very eyes, we have remained white snow
But the cities were greeted with melt streams,
When we fell in love.

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I picked up the words by ear