Текст песни Зоя Ященко - Вере Матвеевой

Life melted away like a small snowflake

And I still can't keep warm in my room:

A small record sings in her voice

Now it will stop - and the heart will stop.

The heart will stop ...



The girl was small and dreamed of dolphins

They recognized her from afar by her walk.

They swam up and gave her wet backs,

And no boat was needed.

No boat ...



And then she grew up and bought a ticket to the sea

The wave tickled her with a thin silk hem.

No fish, no bird, no seaweed knew what grief she had,

She only talked to them about fun

Only about fun ...



Life melted like a little snowflake

And I still can't keep warm in my room:

A small record sings in her voice

Now it will stop - and the heart will stop.

The heart will stop ...



She also loved to walk along Moscow streets,

And drink strong green tea with a girlfriend in the kitchen.

And she sang, and everyone understood how smart she was.

But nowhere: neither in Japan nor in China was there a single doctor,

Not a single doctor ...



Summer came one day and she fell in love.

And he had such wonderful eyes and hands.

Suddenly the mirror slipped out of my hands and broke,

And then she told him about the upcoming separation,

About the imminent separation ...



When she left, he cried and prayed for her.

And her bird songs scattered across the black and white light.

And then he went to America and got married.

America is not Russia, but it is not there either.

She's not there ...



Life melted like a little snowflake

And I still can't keep warm in my room:

A small record sings in her voice

Now it will stop - and the heart will stop.

The heart will stop ...



Will stop ...