Lyrics Ольга Пушкина, Юлия Ковригина - Г. Свиридов, сл. А. Блока - Весна

Flushed, swung
     Under the window of the willow.
Mother of God smiled
     From the red corner.

She put off the moloditsa
     Winter tow ...
To have a look, how to have fun
     In the street in April.

Spread over the river
     Red sarafan,
Happiness, exclusion, longing
     The fog was breathing.

And in the wind swept
     The ends of the kerchief,
And passers-by dreamed
     Scarlet two flowers.

And who wore the way-dear
     From a distant village,
He began to ask God for spring
     And the spring came.
1914