Текст песни Алиса Апрелева - 111 дней до весны

Golden foliage half asleep:
From heaven to earth - ringing.
Gray days slow run:
everything went -
and it started snowing ...

One hundred eleven days until spring
and - to the sky.
Like a tear of the last string -
the cry of the wind.
Unfinished verses,
not forgiven sins
not burned ships ...

Thin ice of November roofs ...
Yes God, you see everything
but you are silent ...
Wind in the wings, smooth run:
All will pass,
will remain - snow.

One hundred eleven days until spring
and - to the sky.
Like a tear of the last string -
the cry of the wind.
Unfinished verses,
not forgiven sins
not burned ships ...