Александр Малинин — Снежный вальс song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Снежный вальс" by Александр Малинин.
Lyrics
Всю ночь мели снега, качали берега.
Качали небеса скрипучих лестниц голоса.
А город в снах кружил и грезилось ему,
Что ты рукой с перил сметаешь снег в Неву.
И снежный вальс летел по сводам улиц,
И Петербург глядел, в глаза твои;
Казалось вьюги белые вернулись,
Неся на крыльях музыку любви.
Качались фонари под музыку любви,
Как замок на песке качался мир на волоске.
И я тонул в глазах, как в Невской глубине —
И не было назад, пути тебе и мне.
И снежный вальс летел по сводам улиц,
И Петербург глядел, в глаза твои;
Казалось вьюги белые вернулись,
Неся на крыльях музыку любви.
Казалось вьюги белые вернулись,
Неся на крыльях музыку любви.
И снежный вальс летел по сводам улиц,
И Петербург глядел, в глаза твои;
Казалось вьюги белые вернулись,
Неся на крыльях музыку любви.
Казалось вьюги белые вернулись,
Неся на крыльях музыку любви.
Lyrics translation
All night long the snow drifted and the banks swayed.
Voices swayed the heavens of creaking staircases.
And the city in his dreams circled and dreamed to him,
That you hand with the railing sweeps snow into the Neva.
And the snow waltz flew through the arches of the streets,
And Petersburg looked into your eyes;
It seemed that the white blizzards had returned,
Carrying the music of love on its wings.
The lanterns swayed to the music of love,
Like a castle on the sand, the world swung by a thread.
And I was drowning in my eyes, as in the depths of the Neva —
And there was no going back for you and me.
And the snow waltz flew through the arches of the streets,
And Petersburg looked into your eyes;
It seemed that the white blizzards had returned,
Carrying the music of love on its wings.
It seemed that the white blizzards had returned,
Carrying the music of love on its wings.
And the snow waltz flew through the arches of the streets,
And Petersburg looked into your eyes;
It seemed that the white blizzards had returned,
Carrying the music of love on its wings.
It seemed that the white blizzards had returned,
Carrying the music of love on its wings.