Текст песни Виктор Берковский - Апрель

April
Poems by Dmitri Sukharev
Music by Viktor Berkovsky

April, April on the street!
And on the street in February.
Another February outside
And on the street - April!
And the roofs all melted away,
And the sun bakes.
Eh, would take me by the waist
Snowdrops bunch!
Oh, to take up the little hand,
To smell flowed,
Mimosa would twig -
Heat News!

April, April on the street!
And on the street in February.
Another February outside
And on the street - April!
Not at home, not under the roof -
In the breeze
Redhead girl
In a green sweater.
It stands with a fun mine,
Pretty much ...
And maybe it really passed
Is the winter gone?
Or maybe really gone?
The sun bakes!
The one that took off the coat -
Glory and honor!
April, April on the street!
And on the street in February.
Another February outside
And on the street - April!
I stand on the street
Shaly and hop,
The street wobbles,
Walks under me.
I closed my mouth waryly -
Keep barely
These shalopayskie,
Champagne words.
Oh, you're early news,
Winds from afar -
Spring, endless,
Merry slightly ...
April, April on the street!
And on the street in February.
Another February outside
And on the street - April!