Текст песни Ворона - прилетает

We were on a festive Christmas tree
 We are waiting for the guests from different places.
 It's not angry at all,
 No one, no one eats.
 
Even the snow trips out,
 And not just talking.
 Opens like a book,
 Our cheerful New Year.
 
All in a good mood,
 And thorns hidden hedgehog,
 And the general birthday
 This wonderful day is like.
 
Skiing is? Put on your skis!
 Combos Fly! Ride!
 To white, black, red
 Each gift received.
 
White snow sparkles brightly
 And each gift is waiting
 Because without gifts
 There is no New Year.
 
We look forward to the holiday,
 To get a gift,
 But much nicer
 Its very donate!