Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - Флейтами тихими ветер запел 1980г

Flutes quiet wind fell
Flutes quiet wind fell off.
Winter came,
Winged people at home.
Old fingers listening to waltz,
Contact a thin shawl,
So that in the chair in it to build.

Robbo sculits the door of the old dog -
In his cone, he probably is a frost.
Come on, not Roby, the fireplace will sogray his nose!
Winter night is cold and length.
And snowflakes are sad flying by the window.
And the last Pichug runs to the south.

Dim flickes the moon in the cape
But it will have to die in ice water.
In the winter forest, the kingdom of dreams and shadows,
The ringing of the branches, as always, everywhere.

Duck boat with nice full,
And in cold water it remembers
About sand dunes, green fillets.
Climbs, grumbling clumsy to his house,
To be the first to wake up the spring stream.
Goodbye, old man, and let him be warm!

Tired traveler stands alone
The development of roads
What a fate of the fate of the tangle ...