Текст песни Солдат Семенов - Букет

Three branched chrysanthemums
On a freezing window
Like nameless phantoms
Living torches on fire

And the blizzard walks along the roads
Stake up around the corner
And looks strictly through the glass
On this white windbreak

But three frosty chrysanthemums
Three snow-white silence
They stand solemnly and mute
Like the sound of a broken string

And you're blazing with blush
Discouraged in winter
Can't break out of the dance
And the music is in you

But I'm already in power
And what are all these things to me
When they break with passion
Flowers curly bodies

Dance alone but no sorrow
Behold the white coals
To remember how they stuck out
And numb And bloomed