Answer me
Answer me, answer me - even with a letter, even with a bell,
Where are you, where are you, a man with a backpack? ..
White snow drifted
All paths, all the ways behind.
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
All paths, all the ways behind.
Let the city heat you almost do not know -
From the fire to the fire only winds are all around ...
White snow drifted
And your path is steep, like fate!
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
And your path is steep, like fate!
This snow, this snow that does not melt,
This snow is gray in your temples.
White snow drifted, boiled down, covered with snow ...
Spring without me is not spring!
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
Spring without me is not spring!
Answer me, answer me - even with a letter, even with a bell,
My gray-haired, my native man with a backpack!
White snow drifted, boiled down, covered up,
Do not reach the wires here!
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
Do not reach the wires here!
