Текст песни
The morning is foggy, the morning is gray
The fields are sad and covered with snow
You'll reluctantly remember the old days
You will also remember faces that have long been forgotten
Will you remember the copious passionate speeches
Glances, so tenderly and greedily caught
First meeting, last meeting
Soft voice favorite sounds
Will you remember the separation with a strange smile
You will remember many things that have long been forgotten
Listening to the voice of the wheels incessantly
Looking thoughtfully at the wide sky
The morning is foggy, the morning is gray
The fields are sad and covered with snow
You'll reluctantly remember the old days
You will also remember faces that have long been forgotten
The morning is foggy, the morning is gray
