Текст песни Псой Короленко - Идут белые снеги

Go white snow,
like on a string slipping ...
Live and to live in the world,
but probably can not.

Someone's soul without a trace,
dissolving away,
like white snow,
They go up into the sky from the earth. (Yevtushenko)

City. Winter sky.
Dark. The spans of the gate.
Boris and Gleb
Light, and the service is.

And on the street blizzard
All mixed into one,
And get together
No one can. (Parsnip)

Go white snow ...
And I, too, will go.
I do not grieve the death
and I do not expect immortality.

I do not believe in miracles,
I did not snow, not a star,
and I will not
never ever. (Yevtushenko)

And I see two lives
far side of the river,
indifferent to the homeland
cheek pressed,

- Like a girl sister
of unlived years,
running out to the island,
waving the boy followed. (Brodsky)