Текст песни Софья Фисенко - Однажды В Декабре

Like a pattern on the window,
Again the past is near ...
Someone sang a song to me
On a blue evening sometime.
As if in the past came to life
Someone's warm hands are warm,
Waltz exquisite guests and running dashing horses ...

Waltz circled and carried me ...
As if in a fairy tale enticing!
The first ball and the first waltz ... sound in me now ...
Mirrors in amber
My delight reflect
Someone sang at dawn
Native house leaving ...
Will you be in December
Again with me, dear ...