Вера Емельянова - Пять февральских роз - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

In the winter, its whims sleep under the snow, but sneaks by the cornice of the warm wind of Marts of each other, they tease a good holiday of grandmothers and mothers of February roses by the window frames. Five February roses will not freeze under the snow five February roses. Five February roses will give my beloved mother five February roses Drops will refresh