Белые розы [Belye rozy] [English translation]

Now it’s getting warmer outside, but during severe frosts,

I entered the room and roamed there as if it was July.

I wanted to warm all the flowers at all possible costs,

White roses, though, were the dearest of all flowers to me.

I wanted to warm all the flowers at all possible costs,

White roses, though, were the dearest of all flowers to me.

O, poor white roses, oh, poor white roses, your thorns can’t protect you.

Look, they were frozen, icy and frosted, there’s nothing I can do.

“Pretty adornment”, people they call you for a day, maybe two,

Then you’re discarded and left to die at a white wintry window’s side.

And people buy you and take you home and late in the evening

Your light will illuminate the world in just one heartbeat.

I still got no glue, why people tend to grow flowers like you

During cold winters and how poorly flowers they can treat.

I still got no glue, why people tend to grow flowers like you

During cold winters and how poorly flowers they can treat.

O, poor white roses, oh, poor white roses, your thorns can’t protect you.

Look, they were frozen, icy and frosted, there’s nothing I can do.

“Pretty adornment”, people they call you for a day, maybe two,

Then you’re discarded and left to die at a white wintry window’s side.