Текст песни Галина и Борис Вайханские - Мокрый декабрь

Em Am
Under a leaden sky -
D7G
Field with melting snow,
Am Em F # 7 H7
The porous thawed red hills.
E Am
And sadly melts
D7 G
Crust cast,
Am Em F # 7 H7 Em
Stripping thin nerves grass.
Am D7
Chorus: This is not drawn heat at the time:
G7 C
Snow became transparent and very purple.
Am H7
That's winter! How much of the spring
Em E7
In this winter!
Am
The air smells of the April rain,
D7 G
Mist curled between the birches.
Am Em
Cinderella poor winter without frost
F # 7 H7 Em
Seems to me.
Yes, winter in sorrow
All is not sleeping at night,
Rubs eyes hurt wet fist.
Bubble pools,
Wait: "When the cold
We again otlakiruyut white tongue? "
Chorus.
And barely audible creak
An old ski.
They Do not grieve in a dusty storeroom?
They were red-hot cold,
As if the light is green.
Hearing them very happy angry howling blizzard.
Chorus.