Текст песни Белки На Акации - Апрельский снег

As a guest from the future, if not the title of a stranger
White each January Snowstorm
Like salt on the rocks, like sugar in tea
Em G / F # CD
April day we met the snow
What is now the sun picture
No cream cheese mote in the eye
Not a ton of cotton, and something yesterday
It has long been forgotten but suddenly caught up with
And the heart of the crust and hands in his pockets
A cold takes us again on bail
With palms sky cleared snow
What is there lurked a century
 Loss
Fog settles in the heart of the question
In our love again eclipse
Moon filled with soot faith
Burned in the fire of distrust without measure
Winds carry thoughts with him
We sometimes cold autumn
Slyubitsya endure, but not forgotten
In my heart a long time to get lost
Fog settles Mans exciting feelings
But I still I have long been empty
And in the book echoes like a dream about the most important
And no laughing matter in violation of plans
 Loss