I want the white snow ,
Frosty blue day
To a running horses dashing
In the field have carried me.
So that the wind whistled in the background,
I cut through the blue ,
And white yamschitskoy sadness
His cheerful trotters .
White , white, white snow,
Wind behind .
White , white, white snow,
I dream at night .
White , white, white day ,
My horses - birds .
White , white, white snow
I dream about at night .
That the birds were flying horses ,
Faster, faster , and suddenly ,
All the troubles in the snow flew ,
Only open field around.
I want the white snow ,
Frosty blue day
To a running horses dashing
In the field have carried me.
White , white, white snow,
Wind behind .
White , white, white snow,
I dream at night .
White , white, white day ,
My horses - birds .
White , white, white snow
I dream about at night .
White , white, white snow,
Wind behind .
White , white, white snow,
I dream at night .
White , white, white day ,
My horses - birds .
White , white, white snow
I dream about at night .
White , white, white snow,
Wind behind .
White , white, white snow,
I dream at night .
White , white, white day ,
My horses - birds .
White , white, white snow
I dream about at night .
