Текст песни Марина Кравец - Зима

Winter has fallen on Moscow
Behind the window again fuss.
And the snowflakes are flying, and the garlands are burning.
In the new warm houses of Khrushchev.

Here are twelve to five.
Someone at home, and someone on the way.
Well, someone in a blizzard quietly licks swing
And can not move away.

Winter is silver!
The mood of the citizens of the Soviet sparkling.
Yesterday I grabbed a Romanian coat at TsUM.
Winter has come...

I snowed the snow all around
Children from the mountain somersault.
And Komsomol, and artist, and students MISiS
Do not accidentally run into the grocery store.

Caviar is grainy!
In each egg, the amber sun is pure.
This is the only reason why all the close ones will gather
Caviar came ...

Winter is fluffy!
Waiting for us happiness give you a communist word.
Social policy is waiting for us, friends, a compromise.
The winter (judging by the data of the hydromedcentre) has come ...
Winter..