Татьяна Снежина - В Ялте зима 1992 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Between the palms of the mountains under the covering light from the sky, the night spread the carpet in Yalta, asleep under the white snow. Snow covered at home, palm trees in white hat. In Yalta, the winter was sorted and crouched by the city. In Yalta, winter, and somewhere flies behind the snowflakes wind. Night and winter, only snow, only darkness, and the moon dull shines. In Yalta, Winter, Zyabko waves to the beach crawl. Night and winter, seagulls are asking for warmth to warm their heart. I escape from Moscow away from the pursuit of troubles and sadness to the small city of dreams, where in summer the seagulls shouted. The sea is handed a hand, this coolness will penetrate into the soul. In Yalta, I will meet the spring, and I don't need anything anymore. In Yalta, winter, and somewhere flies behind the snowflakes wind. Night and winter, only snow, only darkness, and the moon dull shines. In Yalta, Winter, Zyabko waves to the beach crawl. Night and winter, seagulls are asking for warmth to warm their heart.

March 17, 1992, Moscow (after Yalta)