English adaptation of “Çèìíÿÿ íî÷ü” by Boris Pasternak
Snow is falling through the silent night,
Candles whisper soft and low.
Burning warm through winter’s silver light,
While outside the shadows grow.
Like the summer moths to open flame,
Snowflakes gather at my door.
Storm is carving patterns on the pane,
Still I watch it ever more.
Oh, the candle through the snowfall,
Glows in silence, warm and true.
Though the night may storm and call,
I will dream and follow you.
Through the dark where echoes roam,
Candle—guide me safely home.
Winds are crossing in the distant hall,
Drawn like wings into the flame.
Still the night repeats her quiet call,
Whispering a lover’s name.
Oh, the candle through the snowfall,
Glows in silence, warm and true.
Though the night may storm and call,
I will dream and follow you.
Through the dark where echoes roam,
Candle—guide me safely home.
Candle burning,
Snow returning…
Through the night, I'm not alone.
Lead me through the falling snow…
Candle—take me home.
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Here's a link to the song:
https://disk.yandex.ru/d/tGUy59IFPRKLyA
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Russian lyrics via the link:
http://stihi.ru/2025/10/23/7924