Весна 2 [Без вариантов] [Vesna 2 [Bez Variantov]] [English translation]

She's got not a snowstorm in her head, but winter with hurricanes

And thousands of follies hide on her cherry lips

And for him she is impossible, miraculous, strange

But he can not get her image out of his mind.

And sometimes in the night he is tired and exhausted because of his thoughts

and he looks at her photos till his eyes begin to hurt

And she reveals herself and her emotions in writing

She irons the linen and carries on the war with the filthy tile.

Chorus:

This spring, spring is invented, spring

It doesn't need a special reason

But something was messed up there, city was sleeping, and she appeared

Spring turned everything over.

And no variants... spring, spring.

He thinks fondly that he can cope with all this

That she, like many others, will spark and be forgotten soon

And she still repeats to herself that she is not a beauty

And turns the thoughts about him out along the empty quiet streets.

And meeting her, he tries hard to keep the distance

Assuring himself that this situation is not serious

And she goes with him to the station she doesn't need at all

Only to smile to him for two more minutes.

Chorus.

• Artist:Gorod 312
• Album:Новая музыка