Текст песни Cabernet Deneuve - Щастье

Until spring for centuries, for centuries summer
It's sad for centuries without spring, without spring
It came with us, yes, we got the feeling
And we are sad without spring, rarely without spring

And there's not a damn thing, nothing is sweeter
Yours, my happiness
If we are covered with snow
Let's live under the same sky

The wind will whistle in the distance, the wind will sing
Will fly high and there is nothing to catch
The evening begins to bloom
The skies will turn black all over the world

And there's not a damn thing, nothing is sweeter
Yours, my happiness
If we are covered with snow
Let's live under the same sky

And there's not a damn thing, nothing is sweeter
Yours, my happiness
If we are covered with snow
Let's live under the same sky