Текст песни Елена Игнатова - Енисейский импрессионизм

What a miracle is this - look people,
As the ice goes along the Yenisei again,
Ice from afar
in chipped sides
play with edges
And on a strip of greenish waters,
The pink herd is on the move
To new shores
to the melting snow
to the northern edge.

Ah, if the frantic Van Gogh
I could see this ice drift
If the exquisite Cezanne
Saw the turquoise sparkle
on the ice
nah,
If radiant Degas
Gasped from the radiance in the snow -
Glorious, probably then
A picture would come out!

And over the Yenisei - look around -
The moon throws starry caviar into the sky,
Paints watercolor
Windy April
Playing with colors.
This is because only once a year
Ice floes in herds go to the sunset,
To new shores
To the melting snows
To the north edge

Ah, if only the genius Renoir
I saw this colorful fire
If the mysterious Sisley
I went to the Yenisei in the spring
that-
rice-
Tom,
If both Manet and Monet
We went on tour to the North
Maybe I would have become fellow countrymen
Impressionists ...