Текст песни Валентина Пономарева - Он уехал

The door knocking winter evening ,
A heart - winter coldness .
He's gone , darling ,
Do not return it back.

I have not heard voiced songs
Neither enthusiastic speeches :
He's gone , he left ...
Tears poured from the eyes .

Said return spring ,
Nature bloom again
All will rise , will come to life all
Not only will return the love .

And I did not spring for the joy ,
Kohl winter in my soul .
He's gone , he left ,
Tears poured from the eyes .

And I did not spring for the joy ,
Kohl winter in my soul :
He's gone , he left ...
And the tears flow from the eyes .