Текст песни Игорь Николаев - Поздняя весна

What a late spring, white again outside the windows
And you are cold with me as if your soul was covered with sweat
And I don't know whose fault all messed up around
What a late spring and the window is white from the blizzard

Sorry for the evil spiky rain for this white blizzard
Because our april looks like late autumn
And I don't know whose fault all messed up around
What a late spring and the window is white from the blizzard
And I don't know whose fault all messed up around
What a late spring and the window is white from the blizzard

We will wait out the bad weather, other days will come
Put things in order in the sky, we will run in the rain
And I don't know whose fault all messed up around
What a late spring and the window is white from the blizzard.
And I don't know whose fault all messed up around
What a late spring and the window is white from the blizzard