Текст песни Яна Симон - Машет вьюга

Jan Simon

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

I do not see dear friend,
What anguish treated -
He is in the wilderness, to the songs of the blizzard,
I slept soundly.
Let us pray earnestly to God
The path traveled,
All wanted to find a way,
Yes I reposed.

And now with a pretty,
Just as with me -
And it is not scary, and it does not hurt,
And I do not pity the 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,
Gorky zalёsh ...
Well vain themselves disquieted,
In the darkness waiting for clearance?
Wait-pozhdi, perhaps, dozhdeshsya -
It clarifies the way
Before the threshold dopletёshsya
Lynx, somehow ...

1993