Текст песни Михаил Шуфутинский - Поспели вишни в саду у дяди Вани

Me a lot warmer in the glass but evil frost
I walked through the door like a garden of flowers July
| I want to warm them so warm but white roses
| In front of everyone I kiss and caress ready

--RF-- White Roses White Roses defenseless spikes
What do you make snow and frost
Ice blue windows
People decorate your own holiday
Only a few days
And leave you to die in the cold white box

And people carry you home in the evening and late
Let the festive lights will fill all the windows suddenly yards
| Who invented you to grow in the winter of white roses
| And in the world of dreams divert cruel cold winds