Текст песни Пётр Старцев - Новогодняя. Сл. и муз. П. Старцева

Christmas

For windowpane winter twilight
And garlands on elkah smolder .
New unusually empty courtyards ...
Well, he did not regret what ...
Well , perhaps not, but only one ,
What is not understood much earlier.
Now loneliness full house ,
Only now it is not hypocrisy ...

And the clock all converge ,
Minute flow slide .
And he still waits and hopes ,
That he did not forget and call ...

But perhaps there is indifferent haze
Imperceptibly filled the heart.
Vanity of life and earthly affairs
Nadezhda broke the door.
And then draw guilt, telling him
No illusions of false ...
But he knew better than to be alone ,
Than in the darkness of the ungodly things .

And the clock all converge
The ancient rite of fish-trap .
He understands everything and hopes
That he did not forget and call ...

And he used to hang on until the spring somehow,
Meet the Easter of Christ.
And perhaps revive and relax ,
Life forget senseless .
To my eyes the white light , the heavens and the moon
Again clearly seen.
To heart slipped again into the blue ...
Once this is hardly ...

And the clock all converge
And the angels trumpeting the road ,
What can we do have to admit ,
That he forgot and did not call ...

December 2011