Текст песни Vitas - Invierno

We lived on the edge of the forest winter in a hut
It snowballs salted in a tub, she birch suchila yarn she wove webs so forged ice bridges over rivers
The ceiling of the ice creaking door of the rough wall as a dark barbed shagnesh the threshold throughout the frost from the windows and a blue parka blue
The ceiling of the ice creaking door of the rough wall as a dark barbed shagnesh the threshold throughout the frost from the windows and a blue parka blue
I went hunting faceted silver planted delicate crystal bucket month sewed fur trees Toril sledding and then hurried into the woods to relax in the cabin
The ceiling of the ice creaking door of the rough wall as a dark barbed shagnesh the threshold throughout the frost from the windows and a blue parka blue
The ceiling of the ice creaking door of the rough wall as a dark barbed shagnesh the threshold throughout the frost from the windows and a blue parka
The ceiling of the ice creaking door of the rough wall as a dark barbed shagnesh the threshold throughout the frost from the windows and a blue parka blue

Eduard Khil - "Winter"