Текст песни Зоя Ященко и гр. Белая Гвардия - Рождество

In the silence of the window
You're sitting alone,
For large trees
He sat moon.

Snow was falling slowly -
Here it is magic.
And through the snow - bright light -
Here it is Christmas.

And you nine years,
Famously sleigh fly
Oh, and the bitter cold!
Oh, and the stars are burning!

A high mountain,
Oh, and a quick flight!
And down on the river
Thinner ice crust!

Nobody returned.
I look out the window,
For large trees
Sits moon.

Quietly the snow falls,
In the white hats at home ...
Well, where are you now,
I recognize myself.

I then fall
On the palm star
And from the mountain on a sled
I'll go there.

No one back!
I look out the window,
For large trees
Sits moon ...