Текст песни В. Трошин Муз. М. Фрадкин стихи М. Пляцковский 1960г. - Морзянка

The Morse code behind the wall sings in a cheerful treble,
There is snow all around, even though it has traveled hundreds of miles.
The fourth day the blizzard is swinging over Dixon,
But only you better ask the song about it.

The tents are studded with furry stars -
Do not extinguish their distant light in your heart.
I could tell you about the North too
But only you better ask the song about it.

Take a green leaf for me from a poplar,
In an envelope, take the summer to the good mail.
In cold weather we need your warm letters so much,
But only you better ask the song about it.

I will be brought to you when wintering is over,
Deer in sleds, planes and taxis ...
Understand, I so want to see your eyes,
But only you better ask the song about it!

My lullaby