Lyrics Роберт Рождественский - Та зима была

That winter was
like a war -
fierce.
Drilled
calcined by the wind.
The snow was lying
leaning on january
a pile.
And groaning at home
under his weight.
On the grubby floor
frost sneaked.
New teacher coughed
Sergey Sanych.
Ink
in our classroom
and control dictation
abolished the head teacher.
I thought
that is not in vain
the wind is shouting
not by chance
hurts in the morning
throat,
because they stayed
all over the world
only winter and war -
from the seasons ...
And the snowstorm whipped
large on the ground,
and the river trembled
in an ice rumble.
And the windows in the windows
bloomed round
as if in every
someone planted
a bullet!
And the neighbor put on
widow's handkerchief.
And she moaned until late, too late ...

That winter was
like a war -
long.
I remember -
and even now
I’m freezing.