The snow falls, the wind blows Dimitrij tells Lena's tale I listen and see Lena on my bed Back then it waited And the troika glided on the fresh snow
That was such a winter, a horrible winter Dimitrij tells a legend's tale I listen; Lena disappeared on one dawn No longer waited The troika sat on the fresh snow
The snow falls, the wind blows Dimitrij tells Lena's tale I listen and see Lena on my bed Back than it waited And the troika glided on the fresh snow
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