Текст песни Халдейка - Песня о ранней весне

Lossless are no roads.
Chest stir up a stake ...
And the broken bread, torn out of my hands Dogs
In early I started at the end of winter.

Web of melted dream
Foot in the snow and mud
And lead dolbanet butt in the head -
More can not sleep ... And why do you want ?
Spring has come.
Spring has come.

The next morning the snow fell again
At indifferent to the sky light.
And intoxicating Monday
would finally break ice spinner
And yank straight into the arms of the spring ,
The real spring.