Текст песни Юрий Визбор - Прогулка

While the clouds are leaving
Tired of snow work
The moon looks at the notes
To play it safe.

She needs to play this night
There are many melodies in the snowdrifts
Light circles in the sky
To help the ghosts.

Another challenge on the run
In her spin today:
Appear as a blue continuation
Your figure in the snow.

So that you, pushing the crust,
I would say, as if in passing:
- What wonderful weather!
What a full moon!

So that I, a worn out bear,
Long lost its peace
I would see this in you
That in the light of day you cannot see.