Lyrics Сергей Северин - Зимняя ночь
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Мело, мело по всей земле Во все пределы
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
Как летом роем мошкара Летит на пламя
Слетались хлопья со двора К оконной раме.
Метель лепила на стекле Кружки и стрелы
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
На озаренной потолок Ложились тени
Скрещенья рук, скрещенья ног, Судьбы скрещенья.
И падали два башмачка Со стуком на пол.
И воск слезами с ночника На платье капал.
И все терялось в нежной мгле Седой и белой.
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
На свечку дуло из угла,И жар соблазна
Вздымал, как ангел, два крыла Крестообразно.
Мело весь месяц в феврале,И то и дело
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
Как летом роем мошкара Летит на пламя
Слетались хлопья со двора К оконной раме.
Метель лепила на стекле Кружки и стрелы
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
На озаренной потолок Ложились тени
Скрещенья рук, скрещенья ног, Судьбы скрещенья.
И падали два башмачка Со стуком на пол.
И воск слезами с ночника На платье капал.
И все терялось в нежной мгле Седой и белой.
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
На свечку дуло из угла,И жар соблазна
Вздымал, как ангел, два крыла Крестообразно.
Мело весь месяц в феврале,И то и дело
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
Свеча горела на столе, Свеча горела.
Mel, the melting throughout the earth to all borders
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
How in the summer Roem Moshkara flies to the flame
Flakes flown from the yard to the window frame.
The blizzard was sculpted on the glass mugs and arrows
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
Shadows laid on the illuminated ceiling
Crushing of the arms, crosses of legs, fate of cross.
And two shoes with a knock on the floor fell.
And wax with tears from the nightlight on the dress dripped.
And everything was lost in the delicate darkness of gray and white.
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
On a candle barrel from the corner, and the heat of the temptation
He heated as an angel, two wings are crossily.
The little one is all month in February, and now and then
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
How in the summer Roem Moshkara flies to the flame
Flakes flown from the yard to the window frame.
The blizzard was sculpted on the glass mugs and arrows
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
Shadows laid on the illuminated ceiling
Crushing of the arms, crosses of legs, fate of cross.
And two shoes with a knock on the floor fell.
And wax with tears from the nightlight on the dress dripped.
And everything was lost in the delicate darkness of gray and white.
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
On a candle barrel from the corner, and the heat of the temptation
He heated as an angel, two wings are crossily.
The little one is all month in February, and now and then
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.
The candle burned on the table, the candle burned.