Текст песни Светлана Тернова - Три чайных розы

To the music of sonorous dripping
I wander through the alleys alone.
For a long time was done on snowstorm
And the soul does not warm spring.
I remembered with sadness that evening,
When you kissed me,
And in the morning, telling me before the meeting,
Flowers left in memory.

Chorus:
Paintings of the dreams three tea roses,
Three tea roses that you gave.
In his heart cold, frozen tears,
But life as a prose-you did not like.

And turn tears into the ice,
The weather today plus two.
And in the heart lyutuyut frost
One I am today, one.
They stand silently birch
With me sharing sorrow.
It hurts soul three roses.
Color my heart sorry.

Chorus.

Those withered tea roses,
And with them, and bitter resentment.
Spring storm subsided,
And my heart does not hurt.
For all the changes and groans
I thank Destiny.
Now, chrysanthemums, peonies
Delight my soul.