Текст песни
Snow on the birch tree
Boots by the gate
Your name in my glove
Still warm from the day
The river keeps moving
Under the ice
I carry your laugh
Like bread in my pocket
Come closer, come slow
Through the white fields
My heart knows the road
Even when it yields
Hold me in the frost
Hold me here
Hold me in the frost
Till I disappear
Hold me in the frost
Hold me in the frost
Hold me in the frost
I am still near
Tea in a small cup
Steam on the glass
Old wooden radio
Counting the past
You touched my shoulder
Then you were gone
But the night kept your trace
Like a half-sung song
Come closer, come slow
Through the white fields
My heart knows the road
Even when it yields
Hold me in the frost
Hold me here
Hold me in the frost
Till I disappear
Hold me in the frost
Hold me in the frost
Hold me in the frost
I am still near
Oh, the wolves in the dark
They know my name
Oh, the fire in the stove
Still burns the same
If you return
I'll open the door
If you don't
I'll wait by the shore
Hold me in the frost
Hold me here
Hold me in the frost
Till I disappear
Hold me in the frost
Hold me in the frost
Hold me in the frost
I am still near
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