Текст песни Кузьма Скрябiн - Буковель

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Winter is already tormented, everyone misses the summer,
And we at Bukovel live on the lift.
Winter is already tormented, all caps are hollowed,
And we at Bukovel drink wine hot.

Snow for the tail, in the Carpathians we fly,
On summer tires and almost no gas,
And it's fun because I'm not alone here -
All Ukraine is skiing!

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No money, but optimistic,
For us, frost is like cheap prose,
In the winter, not terrible alcoholism,
But otherwise we simply can no longer.

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Dnipro, Odessa, Kiev and Donbass
Behind us in the hut turns,
And as long as it's enough for Skipas,
So there are no troubles in life.

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Winter is over ... all summer skins ..,
And we're at Bukovel on the lift ...
Winter is already tormented, head is stuck,
And we at Bukovel drink wine hot.