Oleg Pogudin
- V zemljanke (Russian: Олег Погудин - В землянке)
English translation
- V zemljanke (Russian: Олег Погудин - В землянке)English translation
Fire cannot escape from the stove,
Warming up, melting tears from the wood.
And accordion sings in the hut
About your smile and your beautiful eyes.
Bushes whisper only your name
When I roam in fields under snow.
I just wish you could hear my voice,
How it's yearning and longing alive.
You are so far away, far away,
So much snow between you and me.
It's not easy to reach back to you,
It is only one second to die.
Sing accordion to spite snowstorm!
Call the happiness lost on the way...
In the cold hut I feel like I'm warm,
Warm of love ever-burning in me.
Warming up, melting tears from the wood.
And accordion sings in the hut
About your smile and your beautiful eyes.
Bushes whisper only your name
When I roam in fields under snow.
I just wish you could hear my voice,
How it's yearning and longing alive.
You are so far away, far away,
So much snow between you and me.
It's not easy to reach back to you,
It is only one second to die.
Sing accordion to spite snowstorm!
Call the happiness lost on the way...
In the cold hut I feel like I'm warm,
Warm of love ever-burning in me.
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