Текст песни Зимовье Зверей - Зима - моя мать

In every picture is the sun.
In every song is the moon.
In every holiday - bitterness.
In every fireplace there is jazz.

We are born at night.
But the night is dark outside,
And if you dive into it,
It is even lighter than us.

In every cartoon - death.
In every change - March.
In every glance there is hope.
In each dish - longing.

You are blowing a fair wind
From wide open cards.
Tracing gait
The shot shooter

I'm coming for you to meet this summer,
I'm going after the crowd to start this summer,
I am ready to take this summer for a faith ...

But Winter is my mother!
Winter is my mother!
Winter is my mother!
My mother is Winter ...

Every war is a denouement.
Each world is different.
To every moment is the heart.
To each heart - takeoff.

Well, those whom we loved,
Now they stand behind our backs
And they are waiting for us to surrender without pain,
But we are still looking ahead.

The future will tell.
The past will forgive everything.
The past will become eternal,
And, maybe, it will be useful.

Well, we live in the present,
We keep it in handfuls.
And only if it does not splash,
It did not happen between the lines!

I have already lost everything that needs to be lost,
I have not yet found something that can be taken away,
I'm ready to survive again this summer ...

But Winter is my mother!
Winter is my mother!
Winter is my mother!
My mother...