Lyrics Григорий Войнер - Артлото

Yuri Vizbor

The whole family, of course, is not otherwise,
In the middle of the week busy
We watched the transfer together
Under this name - "Artloto".
They all sang and danced together,
As if the hour had come,
There were very large details,
There were very light words.

We watched TV,
And it was snowing outside the windows ...

And when our frame went out,
We rushed to the windows, My God!
The program began in the fall,
And ended in the winter.
All around, of course, zagaldeli,
The snow lay like a feather headscarf ...
We can see that something was overlooked,
Having seen the program "Artloto".

It was snowing on the streetlight and on the road,
He was extremely clean and stern,
It was like a message from God,
Transmission from extraterrestrial worlds.
There were great conversations,
Summing up the unknown result,
There, no one, perhaps, did not know
About some of our "Artloto".

There would be some seer here,
He would say: "Give up the nonsense,
The first snow we have to see
Calendar next year "
Only will we have that luck,
There will be a year, will it be clearer,
Will the transmission be repeated?
Under this name is "The First Snow."

February 1973