Текст песни Леонид Корнилов - Кремлёвская ёлка

KREMLIN FIR-TREE

To the Cathedral Square of the Kremlin
The dead Christmas tree was taken away.
Healed painfully long
The cut off roots of the earth.
Stump bandaged snowstorm.
The night sat behind the moonlight window.
And circled the plate of the ring,
I hum silently about the spruce.
And the strict rays of the rays,
The sun kindled winter days.
A dead Christmas tree shone
In the ritual lights of the executioners.
And frozen clods of earth
Scattering the fun Cathedral,
Say goodbye to the executed crown
The clipped roots have come.
And rushing through idle evil
According to the "deserts" that the tree sang,
Scary stump headless body
He landed on his native trunk.

Leonid Kornilov