Текст песни Марина Хлебникова - Говорят, что на Севере лета почти не бывает.

I'll come back and open the window in the middle of winter
It is said that in the north of the summer almost never
It is said that there is almost no planes fly
I'll be back, I opened the window in the middle of winter

I'll come back to nowhere
In the cold, in the cold
I'll be back for good
In the cold

Cold and warm comfort beckon
You buy me a palace, and I'll go back again
And it will be from white-white snow nice
Cold and warm comfort beckon

I would leave, but urges the North back
Where is the house locked from the cold, but not folk
In this I know exactly merit a Human Soul
I would leave, but urges the North back

I'll come back to nowhere
In the cold, in the cold
I'll be back for good
In the cold, in the cold