Текст песни Валентин Вихорев - Стоят палатки в мартовском лесу...

There are tents in March snow
A blizzard swept them.
I will help you get here
We are not hindered by night and haze.

The rustling of snow in the tent canopy,
Bonfire scarlet in the dark.
The quiet forest lay down at my feet
Giving yourself to you.

Let it snow again in the morning.
Frost blizzards borrowed.
See how the fir tree is embroidered
Whitish winter cloak.

Let the snow fall asleep
Snowdrifts bent,
The lights do not go out of our meetings,
Do not freeze their heat.