Три дня холода [Tri dnya kholoda] [English translation]

I stopped the marksman

when it didn't hurt yet

He was mine, mine, mine, mine, mine...

In his coat he brought me home,

and my heart was beating so calmly - he was mine, mine, mine, mine...

We didn't close the curtains in the kitchen,

so our silhouettes would fall

onto the snow-covered yard,

swirling in a dance with the snowflakes

Three days coldness

Three days like three years

Oh, how cold

the first three days are

Three days coldness

Three days like three years

Oh, how cold

the first three days are

I reached for his hand

and he's quietly like "Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop..."

I know, I know it all

There's just snow on your hat,

everything's alright

You're not mine, mine, mine, mine, mine

And do you remember how summer knocked on board?

And I now live out of town

Do you remember our palm tree?

Now, bye to all that; We'll see each other sometime

Three days coldness

Three days like three years

Oh, how cold

the first three days are

Three days coldness

Three days like three years

Oh, how cold

the first three days are

Going home from the other side of the city

When you're hurting, just sing, sing, sing, sing, sing!

And he's no hero

And you didn't become his star - doesn't matter!

Come on, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing

And he goes away, scrunching the morning snow

And you take a run right up, towards the sky,

swirling (so what) in a carefree dance with the snowflakes

Three days coldness

Three days like three years

Oh, how cold

the first three days are

Three days coldness

Three days like three years

Oh, how cold

the first three days are

• Artist:IOWA
• Album:Import (2016)