Текст песни Наталя Бучинська - За белыми метелями

Again in February, and I do not believe
I do not care, but you do not coast
And the depth of my loss
Words can not possibly convey

Your eyes I will dream
My soul to you flying like a bird
After all, once again
But how much can you, as you can expect

Chorus:
Over white, with the white blizzards
As we were flying bird lonely
During that spring, the night did not give sleep
For that which I so need
Over white, with the white blizzards
As we were flying bird lonely
During that spring, do not we drank to the dregs
For that which I so need

Again in February, and I do not know
When the last ice melts
Who does not love, he does not suffer
And who does not believe, he will not wait

Your eyes I will dream
My soul to you flying like a bird
And these tears on the eyelashes
I just do not know how to hide them

Chorus:
Over white, with the white blizzards
As we were flying bird lonely
During that spring, the night did not give sleep
For that which I so need
Over white, with the white blizzards
As we were flying bird lonely
During that spring, do not we drank to the dregs
For that which I so need

Over white, with the white blizzards
As we were flying bird lonely
During that spring, the night did not give sleep
For that which I so need
Over white, with the white blizzards
As we were flying bird lonely
During that spring, do not we drank to the dregs
For that which I so need