Текст песни Яна Симон - Машет вьюга

Jan Simon

Waving a blizzard in the roof
Snow wing ...
Shout out loud - who hears? -
Steppe and steppe around ...
Light in the window does not shine,
No matter how much the swamp ...
And who will take it
To the dull steppe?

Do not see dear friend,
What anguish treated -
He is in the wilderness, to the songs of the blizzard,
Slept soundly.
Let us pray earnestly to God
In a way off,
All wanted to find a way,
Yes reposed.

And now with a pretty,
Just like with me -
And it is not scary, and it does not hurt,
And do not regret horse
And it is not sad, and not boring,
And in the eyes of the rest -
Bell monotonous
Smolknul under the arc.

Then the tears will not help,
Zalёsh not bitter ...
Well vain themselves disquieted,
In the darkness of the lumen waiting for?
Wait-pozhdi, perhaps, dozhdeshsya -
Will clear the way,
To the threshold dopletёshsya
Trot, somehow ...

1993