The wind is blowing, there is no sun,
The mood, the mood was just darkness.
The snow began to fall, probably in March,
In March the snow? Wow!
In the courtyard of the white,
Snow just mountains.
Piled all around,
And machines too, not to drive.
Not to go on cleaning cast,
All tractors, cars.
Her moods will throw,
Snow machine.
Will rake and remove,
Snow drifts.
The snow was falling asleep, everything,
Happy snow only children.
Sledges, skis and skates,
The children all racing with one another.
Who ski, who is on a sledge,
Someone will be the first in the races.
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