Текст песни Эдуард Асадов - Зимняя сказка

Winter Tale

Blizzard, like a bear,
The whole evening is evil
That howls below under the stairs,
That scraping glass paw.

Houses in the wind slouch,
Floating lights in milk
Guards stand on the streets,
Like white snowmen.

Drifts arched backs
Fluffy, like cotton,
And huddle to the houses of the car,
Like chilly puppies.

White wind whirls,
Whistles on the run ...
I need to do business
And I just can not.

The receiver mumbles incoherently,
The house is cooler by night,
Kettle purrs important
And does not want to boil.

Everything in the world is mysterious now,
Everything seems to be flying somewhere
Blizzard, beautiful, fabulous ...
And I believe in fairy tales.

Fairy tale ... the dream of the midnight ...
But where to get it? From where
And the heart wants a miracle
Let a small but a miracle!

Painfully I want to believe
What dreams come true suddenly
Through the blizzard bell at the door -
And here you are!

Tremulous, embarrassed,
Is it dreaming or not dreaming ?!
Powdered with snow,
Asterisks on the eyelashes ...

- Did not wait for me? Say, fool?
And here I was ... Can I? -
My tale! Maiden!
My miracle is impossible!

No more winter night!
The heart is drunk and bright!
Fun tea is bubbling
In the house, as in hell, hot ...

Enough! Enough! I will not!
Midnight ... buzzing wires ...
Extinguish the lights everywhere.
I know: a miracle comes true,
Yes, but that's not always ...

Blizzard like a bear,
Shaggy head.
And the heart still believes
In unrealizable words:

- Did not wait for me? Say, fool?
Midnight is buzzing anxious ...
Where are you, my Snow Maiden,
Tale is my impossible? ..