Эдвард Григ - Сольвейг

Winter and Spring will catch a glimpse,
And the spring catch a glimpse;
Fade all the flowers, the snow they shall stretch,
Snow shall stretch their ...
And you come back to me - my heart says
My heart says
You stay true, you only going to live,
Thee only going to live ...

To me you'll come back, love me,
You come to love me;
From the troubles and misfortunes of your ukroyu I,
You ukroyu me.
And if we never met you,
Do not meet with you;
That's all Well I will love you, my dear,
You, my dear ...