В. Высоцкий - В холода, в холода
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In the cold, in the cold,
From emergencies
Other calls of cities, -
Whether it is Minsk, be it Brest.
In the cold, in the cold ...

No accident, no reason
From native topoles
We are harsh mounted places -
As if there are fun.
For no reason, no reason ...

How are us at home neither Gray
Lack always enough
New meetings to us and new friends -
As if we were trouble.
As if with them - warm ...

No matter how
Good sometimes
We return at home.
Where is our star?
Maybe - here, maybe - there ...