Текст песни Валентина Толкунова - Байкальский ветер

Baikal wind
Music: Theological Word: Matusovskiy

In the wind in the Baikal nature of fickle,
That proud and cold, rather the quiet and shy.

With you, he talks in a friendly clear evening,
But let us not forget all the same, that it is not to be trifled with.

So that in bad weather is not terrible to be his prey,
You can not be arrogant with him,
You're with him do not be forgetful.

Swim without knowing timidity dear Blanker,
Then you answer it lovingly unchanged.

In the wind in the Baikal nature of unstable,
That stubborn and desperate, the gentle and easily appeased.

Not everyone will make friends with them not everyone will cope with it,
And probably because I like the wind.

I like ... I like!

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