Текст песни Моя дорогая - Дуэль

Duel
(lyrics / music by O. Sanin)

The arrival of winter is no longer scary for me
As before, in childhood ... Blind snow
Lays down for his long night
Among the etching branches and towers.

Winter is slow with its work,
Squinting eyes, they say, sing, little light,
I will knit loops on you
I’ll gossip the net for you! -

But you do not believe her look!
Winter, drop it, don't get up in a pose
Look: I have a trump card in my hands -
I know the date of your death!

I'm waiting for spring flowers first,
On top of your black bald spots.
Spring - and your end is inevitable
Take it easy, Winter, are you my rival ?!

And what are we to compete with you?
But the evil frost chained the needles,
A blizzard flies along the nude cornices ..
So ... a duel? - I accept the challenge!