Текст песни Елена Камбурова - А на улице апрель

April, April on the street! And on the street in February.
February is still on the street,
And on the street - April!
And the roofs all melted away
And the sun bakes.
Eh, take me by the waist
Snowdrops bunch!
Oh, to pick up a little verb
So that the smell will flow
Mimosa twig -
News of the heat!

April, April on the street!
And on the street in February.
February is still on the street,
And on the street - April!
Not at home, not under the roof -
In the breeze itself
Redhead girl
In a green sweater.
Stands with a cheerful mine,
Very pretty ...
Or maybe it’s really bypassed,
Has winter gone?
Or maybe she really disappeared?
The sun is baking!
The one that threw off the fur coat -
Glory and honor!
April, April on the street!
And on the street in February.
February is still on the street,
And on the street - April!
I'm standing outside
Naughty and intoxicated,
The street is staggering
Walks beneath me.
I closed my mouth apprehensively -
I hold barely
These are Shalopai,
Champagne words.
Oh, you early news,
Winds from afar -
Spring, boundless,
Funny slightly ...
April, April on the street!
And on the street in February.
February is still on the street,
And on the street - April!