Текст песни Семенов - Кимельфельд - С каждым вздохом

With every breath, every glance
Already my circle of friends:
Snowfall, Snowfall
Falls asleep their faces.
He falls asleep, falling asleep
Their smiles and home
Our affection asleep;
What can you do - Winter ...

Snow bound in a hoop,
I remember, as in delirium,
As if a field cornflower
On the other nice I go.
The smell of the sun, the smell of dust,
Heat July commotion ...
Someone asks: "This is what we it?" -
I answer: "It's us."

This is what we - and echo
Butterfly today
It emerges as a sketch,
On the canvas window.
As the wet shirt,
Darkness clung to January.
Goodbye, and - a point;
Let's just finished smoking.

Straighten the floorboards,
The door is closed in porch.
We are not animals, we are not birds
Our hibernation no end ...
Blizzard wandered as blind men,
It reduces the streets crazy,
Everything else fell asleep ...
What can you do - the winter.