Текст песни Ольга Першина - песня на стихи А. Блока

Calls bell blow
Wakes winter air.
We worked not in vain,
It will be bright holiday.
     Silver light frost
     Near the entrance.
     Silver on blue,
     Jasna firmament of stars.
How transparent belosnezhen
Adorable patterned windows!
How gentle and soft fluffy
Golden your curl!
     How thin you are in the red coat,
     With bow in Kosice!
     Zasmeeshsya - shudder sponge
     Eyelashes tremble.
Fun you all passers-by -
Young and old,
Ugly and comely,
Thick and lean.
     Marvel, smile,
     Popletutsya dale,
     If at all, as the laugh
     Children who have not seen.
And you will go on with my mother
Buy Toys
And consider for the frame
Stars and firecrackers ...
     Sisters of dolls will be happy,
     The brothers asked guns
     And you do not need
     No toys.
You'll dress the Christmas tree itself
The Gold Star
And privyazhesh a prickly branch
Apples are great.
     You will throw beads on the tree,
     Golden thread.
     Branches razdvinesh strong,
     Shout: & quot; Look! & Quot;
You shout, lift branch
Thin arms ...
And there laughing Dedkov
With white mustache!