Lyrics Елена Фролова - Ты выходишь из трамвая - вся любимая

You leave the tram -

All beloved,

The wind blows,

All beloved!

A look from you do not tear -

All beloved!

And where did you get this -

All my love?

You are an eagle from the glaciers of the Caucasus, -

Where in the heat of winter,

You, carrying the sweetest infection, -

Not sick herself,

You, my mistress's mind, -

You will not go mad,

All five feelings you intoxicate at once, -

All beloved!