Виктор Третьяков - зима пройдет
текст песни

Hope

Quietly going through life, forest-fields,
And the dream is already, like, closely,
I sing something like: Fa-Fa, la-la,
And inside the longing.

And the melody, in general, is not the same:
We met, parted: Hello-Hello ...
Vanity, frank vanity ...
Like happiness and no!

Chorus:
And nowhere, brothers, it will not go,
Enough for us for another centenary for centuries,
And I will hope for happiness
Until the last...

In the meantime, the heart is screeching.
The leaps-to-meet goes,
The snow and souls of the fingers are nettles,
But winter will pass!

You tell all the misfortunes: for now, the way
And the crooked fellow traveler will lag behind.
You only need to push yourself slightly,
And everything will work out!

Chorus:
It is nowhere, brothers, it will not go
Enough for us for another centenary for centuries,
You just need to hope for good luck
Until the last...

After all, snow, as you know, will come down, they will,
And the flowers will open: Breathe-grooves,
Swallows are scattered here and here,
Know for yourself write ...

And once in a trolley number three,
Or maybe in bus number seven
You will meet happiness, because it is inside,
And accessible to everyone!

Chorus:
It is nowhere, brothers, it will not go
Enough for us for another centenary for centuries,
And we will hope for good luck
Until the last...

12/21/2014