Текст песни Валентина Собанцева - Весенний снег летит над нами

Spring snow flies above us
Cherry, apple snow,
And over the blooming gardens, the nightingales sing the hymn in the spring.
And from bird cherry dope will blow youth again,
But the heart does not understand deception, and wilderness not accept, and wilderness not accept.

And I can't look enough
I can't sleep at midnight
From the nightingale neighborhood
From the garden in pink snow.
And from bird cherry dope will blow youth again.
But the heart does not understand deception, and wilderness cannot be accepted, and wilting cannot be accepted.

Spring snow flies above us
Cherry, apple snow,
And we, with gray heads, yearn for our spring.
And from bird cherry dope will blow youth again.
But the heart does not understand deception, and wilderness cannot be accepted, and wilting cannot be accepted.

Snowflakes petals fly to our heads and shoulders.
It’s still spring, not yet evening, even though the snow has already covered whiskey.
And from bird cherry dope will blow youth again.
But the heart does not understand deception, and wilderness cannot be accepted, and wilting cannot be accepted.