is soon mine, dinka-dinka, well , scavenge, i’ll take you in my arms, bring you to my lips, pridin,nough of the winter cold in your heart to carry on the idinka-dinka network, it will soon be may. dinka, dinka, come on, melt, i’ll take you in your lap, bring you to my lips, dinka ice break up, i’ll take you in your lap, bring you to my lips, little piece of ice melt, i’ll take you in your lap, pull you to my lips, ice-floe melt, dinka-dinka, grow up. in an old telephone book, an old one, where memories live, i flip through the erased pages, everyone who was dear to me is right there, here you are, come in, sit close here, take a look. and into my eyes, ask about something , and i will tell you that everything in my destiny turned out well, what more could i wish for, but sometimes you are with me, again with me so visibly that i... it seems as if you have returned days gone by, and in my dreams you dream, i dream of you, my love, why didn’t you call me for so long, for so long? friends, meet vera aldonina, nachalova. you came, but you didn’t look at me, you didn’t give me your hand,