I love you, you will be happy!

I love you, you will be happy!


White snowstorm sweeps all and blows,
And my soul heart does not grow old.
All white, is white in white to clothes
I go to you, at me a meeting.
All white, is white in white to clothes
I go to you, at me a meeting.

Where you, washing the gold star,
I love you, you will be happy!
There will be you my bird fine,
There will be you mine gold and fairy tale.
There will be you my bird fine,
There will be you mine gold and fairy tale.

Here blizzards already have almost come to an end,
Amicably from woods of a bird have arrived.
And again you - I have, of course, met,
I the dream, I to the pigeon have met.
And again you - I have, of course, met,
I the dream, I to the pigeon have met.

You my destiny, happiness and a joy,
I love you, it is not necessary to me more.
You will present me with a ray, the award
Also we will go with you on a life nearby.
You will present me with a ray, the award
Also we will go with you on a life nearby.

Where you, washing the gold star,
I love you, you will be happy!
There will be you my bird fine,
There will be you mine gold a fairy tale.
There will be you my bird fine,
There will be you mine gold a fairy tale.

White snowstorm sweeps all and blows,
And my soul heart does not grow old.
All white, is white in white to clothes
I go to you, at me a meeting.
All white, is white in white одеянье
I go to you, at me a meeting.