Текст песни ОЛЕГ МИТЯЕВ - Западная Сибирь

Western Siberia,
Over 50 frost
Edge this winter
And clean snowdrifts in growth
Here I was in the snow
Waiting to see if one does not count,
A few men
And someone else.

She lives on the banks of the Tom
And by slanting from Tatar eyes
In my solar plexus aches
Havernoe each time
When the next morning to the University
Goes to Moscow one path
And no one at the bus stop no
Prettier than she is.

Leads my friend KamAZ
Afternoon glass of wetlands
And I write about us
Song the New Year .
Chill pattern weaves
Holiday awaits country
Waiting and waiting for men
With his mother she is.

She lives on the banks of the Tom
And by slanting from Tatar eyes
In my solar plexus aches
Havernoe each time
When the next morning to the University
Goes to Moscow one path
And no one in the Siberian region is not present,
Prettier than she is.

And during the week of the
Snow flies as down
Each will bring home
Victuals and cedar spirit
piled men
Will clamor and singing
And the window lights
Will burn all night .

( a semitone higher )

For the old year for us
Hagovorim speeches
Each will lead KamAZ
And we'll go for it.

She lives on the banks of the Tom
And by slanting from Tatar eyes
In my solar plexus aches
Havernoe each time
When the next morning to the University
Goes to Moscow one path
And no one in the Siberian region is not present,
Prettier than she is.