Текст песни Рудольф Страусов - Вьюга, метель

Scattered packages tell me where you are
In a drunken courtyard, children are playing a blizzard blizzard
He scattered the stars on his feet well what a blizzard evening a blizzard
I wash my face in the snow, forget who I am
How cold the snowman doesn’t warm on the street
Where to find you at half past one at night
Torn crosses and featherless down jacket

Blizzard blizzard
And only a snowman

The ninth exit from the window will be for me the last blizzard blizzard
All that I wrote in my poems baby talk blizzard blizzard
the fire burned when we were younger and now the blizzard is blown out blizzard blizzard blizzard
blizzard wind swept the fire our blizzard blizzard, last evening

blizzard blizzard
and only a snowman
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