Текст песни Камянчук Ирина - Рождественская ель

CHRISTMAS TREE
1. Opit on the street Spring, and in the air of drops,
And outside it is a Christmas spruce,
But the tinsel flew around, the needles crumbled,
And it seems yesterday, in early January

2. She sparkled with beauty, garlands of lights,
A whole swarm rotated around, the whole circle of his guests,
Glass balls shone in the middle of its branches,
The circle of her friends melted ... the kids are not heard,

3. But everyone carried gifts to his home under the hollow,
And where is the grandfather - there are no tears, - with a fake beard?
There is one Christmas spruce on the street,
And in the yard again spring and dripping drops.

muses. - Irina Kamyanchuk, - Nadezhda Kamyanchuk