A723 - Во дворе
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And in our yard there is a fence, there is a convoy
Snow falls quietly over frozen water
There is a girl alone, looking out the window at night
She sees how winter dies under the moon
April will soon come, streams will run
Of unnecessary people, along the green melancholy
He will begin to tear the soul and crush the moon
And make the young spring cry

And there is no need for love, and there is no need for warmth
Only gray days, impenetrable darkness
And in our yard there is a fence, there is a convoy
Death quietly swirls over frozen water

Light falls, night falls
Snow spreads, rain drips
Winter swirls its last dance
There is nothing left for it

Snow will change to dirty puddles
Nobody is needed here anymore
Nobody is needed by anyone, neither here, nor anywhere
The moon is turning black in our yard

And in our yard
And in our yard
And in our in the yard