Алёна Петровская - Метель метёт
текст песни

Winter on the street,
The roads are white,
Snowflakes are spinning
From the wind are bold.

And I'm funny
And I'm rosy
And the skirt is new,
And the tape is scarlet.

And the blizzard is widening
The blizzard is about
The roads were all over.
And now I do not need it.

My dear did not come
Ah, on a date,
Ah, how I was waiting for him
Yes, how I suffered.

My dear changed me
With another beauty.
Grind the century to him,
Two centuries repent.

I will pass by the road
I'll go wide,
And at the well after
All women groan.

And the guys are brave
They smile at me:
Such a young lady
Who will get it.