А. Дроздов - Вот и встретились мы. A. Drozdov - And so we met


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Transcript:
A flock of white cranes
Is migrating to the South
From the cold rains,
From snowstorms and blizzards.
There’s no gap in the storm,
The falling leaves are whirling in waltz.
We are silent and our eyes
Are speaking instead of us.
There’s no gap in the storm,
The falling leaves are whirling in waltz.
We are silent and our eyes
Are speaking instead of us.
And so we met on the threshold of winter
To warm each other till the spring comes.
And so we met on the threshold of winter
To watch multicoloured dreams together.
The heavens are split
By a white flock of cranes.
And the storm sang
The song of rain again.
A yellow maple is near the porch.
The leaves are falling down from the maple.
We are silent, and our hearts
Are speaking instead of us.
A yellow maple is near the porch.
The leaves are falling down from the maple.
We are silent, and our hearts
Are speaking instead of us.
And so we met on the threshold of winter
To warm each other till the spring comes.
And so we met on the threshold of winter
To watch multicoloured dreams together.
And so we met on the threshold of winter
To warm each other till the spring comes.
And so we met on the threshold of winter
To watch multicoloured dreams together.