Текст песни Калевала - Снега Белые Крыла

Snow white wings
Hug the sleeping beach ....
Yes, a crystal tear on his eyelashes trembles ...
My snowstorm took my wedding ring
Yes, sprinkled into pieces like millet for a wild bird ...

Hear me!
That my victory is bitter, if the paths are covered with snow
White white white snow
To the door of my house ...

You will meet on the road -
Suddenly, that track caught a cold ...
To whom joy, to whom grief ...
Either fiction or reality ...
Maybe the white wings will warm you in the snow,
Or maybe
Dog barking in a booth ...
Oh no jokes, oh no jokes! ...