Winter, the Artist
A tiny town is wrapped in magic sleep.
Inside - a hush, a tender, frozen peace,
A miniature world embraced by winter’s ease.
In glowing windows - amber, gentle fire,
A drowsy cat guards silence by the hearthside.
Snowflakes hang in freely frozen flight —
A world where moments linger, soft and light.
Oh, this quiet, fragile beauty here,
A whole small world beneath the moon so clear.
In crystal facets - dancing sparks of flame,
As if a dream awoke, then slipped away.
Tiny snowflakes, like a trail of stars,
Shimmer, catching heaven from afar.
And then - a change, so subtle, barely seen,
The world shifts softly, melting from within.
The ice becomes a story drawn in lines,
A whispered sketch, the breath of shade and shine.
As if a careful, unseen hand
Leaves gentle strokes across the land,
Painting softly, lightly, slow -
A canvas named “Winter”, all aglow.
Oh, this quiet, fragile beauty here,
A whole small world beneath the moon so clear.
In crystal facets - dancing sparks of flame,
As if a dream awoke, then slipped away.
Tiny snowflakes, like a trail of stars,
Shimmer, catching heaven from afar.
Sunlit glimmers, shadow, glow -
A moment’s night, a moment’s day.
As if the picture fades too slow,
Before it finds the page, the white display.
Oh, this quiet, fragile beauty here,
A whole small world beneath the moon so clear.
In crystal facets - dancing sparks of flame,
As if a dream awoke, then slipped away.
Tiny snowflakes, like a trail of stars,
Shimmer, catching heaven from afar.
Winter’s magic - gentle light,
An artist’s trace, refined and slight.
A world of frost and glowing fire
Dancing where reflections wander higher.
On a white canvas, softly blessed,
It settles - gifting warmth, comfort, rest.
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Here's a link to the song:
https://disk.yandex.ru/d/CjphztFXOYmifQ
Instrumental composition is via the following link:
https://disk.yandex.ru/d/GBH-vUgdvc0NFw
The Russian lyrics are available via the following link:
http://stihi.ru/2026/01/03/425
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